*Getting deeper and deeper
Almost near the reaper, I write:
Getting darker and darker
I notice how brighter is the light
Reaching the bottom of this bliss
Like a bomb tearing everything apart of my sight
Drinking from the fountain of my wisdom
Made me feel like jumping off a moutain, so slight
While peering into the abyss
I didn't even thought of daring
For how deeper and darker it was
Past that, to dare, it's like a soul kiss
I might take a pause, get caught in the bay of reason
Until my body appears on shore, next to the pier of treason*
Apr 1, 2012
Apr 1, 2012 at 6:12 PM UTC
*Getting deeper and deeper
Almost near the reaper, I write:
Getting darker and darker
I notice how brighter is the light
Reaching the bottom of this bliss
Like a bomb tearing everything apart of my sight
Drinking from the fountain of my wisdom
Made me feel like jumping off a moutain, so slight
While peering into the abyss
I didn't even thought of daring
For how deeper and darker it was
Past that, to dare, it's like a soul kiss
I might take a pause, get caught in the bay of reason
Until my body appears on shore, next to the pier of treason*
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