A world in a whisper
We take the moon from the sky
Tell ourselves we'll miss her and swallow our own lies
Occupying this artificial light
Burning holes into our vacant minds
Painting each other blind
We live to satisfy our own ignorence
A rising compliance to turn a blind eye
For the love of silence
-We are a living breathing fable in violence
And who am I to be living a storm for so long
I'm only human, I may be wrong
But I'm not.
Feb 21, 2023
Feb 21, 2023 at 7:12 AM UTC
A world in a whisper
We take the moon from the sky
Tell ourselves we'll miss her and swallow our own lies
Occupying this artificial light
Burning holes into our vacant minds
Painting each other blind
We live to satisfy our own ignorence
A rising compliance to turn a blind eye
For the love of silence
-We are a living breathing fable in violence
And who am I to be living a storm for so long
I'm only human, I may be wrong
But I'm not.
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