My formless fear has its cycles
And it lives within me like a shadow
My formless fear is a desire
If it was a bird it would be a crow
My perception shifts.
Knwoledge is a trap , so is the art to percieve
And to manipulate fate living by " evrything is written" as a philosophy
My choices aren't mine , i am just a tool
My vision shifts , so does the true truth
My allies are intangible , though i am objectively measurable
A fair creator would only discard such a rebel
Everything happens for a reason , i trust life fully
But i dont want to take responsibilty.
I am just a tool everything is written
I exist through a knwoldge that is hidden
I trust life as i see and understand
My formless fear takes form as a pen in my hand
After all the writer was only a man.
Words Of Harfouchism
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
My formless fear has its cycles
And it lives within me like a shadow
My formless fear is a desire
If it was a bird it would be a crow
My perception shifts.
Knwoledge is a trap , so is the art to percieve
And to manipulate fate living by " evrything is written" as a philosophy
My choices aren't mine , i am just a tool
My vision shifts , so does the true truth
My allies are intangible , though i am objectively measurable
A fair creator would only discard such a rebel
Everything happens for a reason , i trust life fully
But i dont want to take responsibilty.
I am just a tool everything is written
I exist through a knwoldge that is hidden
I trust life as i see and understand
My formless fear takes form as a pen in my hand
After all the writer was only a man.
Words Of Harfouchism
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