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Incapacitated by my own illness Surrounded by an invisible cage Cannot fill this endless void Broken by this choice of inconceivable rage. Loathing all that evil brings Sickened by the torture inflicted Drowning by the tears I've shed Dreading the truth that we've all become addicted. Conscious desire turns my lungs into lead Resplendence within my soul more intrepid than I thought I know it's not the end, for now The war of the mind cannot be physically fought. The dripping of the candle wax In the light of the moon Insight of what's happening Wishing it would be soon
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
In the Light of the Moon
Incapacitated by my own illness Surrounded by an invisible cage Cannot fill this endless void Broken by this choice of inconceivable rage. Loathing all that evil brings Sickened by the torture inflicted Drowning by the tears I've shed Dreading the truth that we've all become addicted. Conscious desire turns my lungs into lead Resplendence within my soul more intrepid than I thought I know it's not the end, for now The war of the mind cannot be physically fought. The dripping of the candle wax In the light of the moon Insight of what's happening Wishing it would be soon
The truth is everywhere..
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
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