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The crescendo of my muse Strikes swiftly on heavy eyelids Vibrating the hypnotic frequency I transmute into reality Humming machines scream out Calling me from an aquatic slumber Preserved from a dying world To become prisoner in a land of dreams Delusions immobilize my captive body Force feeding lies, an unwilling glutton Heretics of day become prophets of night- Mares, praying to awake the awoken
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
The Heretic
The crescendo of my muse Strikes swiftly on heavy eyelids Vibrating the hypnotic frequency I transmute into reality Humming machines scream out Calling me from an aquatic slumber Preserved from a dying world To become prisoner in a land of dreams Delusions immobilize my captive body Force feeding lies, an unwilling glutton Heretics of day become prophets of night- Mares, praying to awake the awoken
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
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