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A fallen angel with outstretched wings a thousands voices begin to sing this is the sound of our undying hymn. Flowers ripped from the stem babies torn from mothers hem a restless desire to escape the myre a lifeless face in this heartless place devoid of love or god above the sense of danger at every turn the fear of life as chances spurn questions unanswered no time to learn. A world without truth beset upon uncouth lies surround us remain confounded freedom to leave but always grounded left astounded dumbfounded beached and floundered. A compass without direction a heart with no affection filled with your infection tasting the infliction my mirrorless reflection hate and rejection no shot at redemption or chance of exemption no dream or conception no allegiance or faction lifeless action no anger or reaction no thought or distraction no love or satisfaction a heart unguarded no protection. Life left unchallenged decisions in the balance which path to choose either way set to lose the crossroads of life no wish to survive.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
Fallen Angel
A fallen angel with outstretched wings a thousands voices begin to sing this is the sound of our undying hymn. Flowers ripped from the stem babies torn from mothers hem a restless desire to escape the myre a lifeless face in this heartless place devoid of love or god above the sense of danger at every turn the fear of life as chances spurn questions unanswered no time to learn. A world without truth beset upon uncouth lies surround us remain confounded freedom to leave but always grounded left astounded dumbfounded beached and floundered. A compass without direction a heart with no affection filled with your infection tasting the infliction my mirrorless reflection hate and rejection no shot at redemption or chance of exemption no dream or conception no allegiance or faction lifeless action no anger or reaction no thought or distraction no love or satisfaction a heart unguarded no protection. Life left unchallenged decisions in the balance which path to choose either way set to lose the crossroads of life no wish to survive.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
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