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Solitude, always trying to be the greater God Expecting your service, tribute to prejudice Sacrifice your consolidation to companionship The moon seems hollow, death digging level of compromise Collapsing walls, crawling to the better prize. Autumn leaves fluttering past our windows Bitter morning colours, a tasteless prison for my mind Jolly Roger, consumed by Torture Privacy for your Piracy To become, the monster that you feared Loved Bled for Lost Tasteless prisons, ice topped with sweetening desires A trail led by pebbles Silent whispers trapped within these walls Stop Solitude is the greater God.
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 4:51 PM UTC
Tastless Prison
Solitude, always trying to be the greater God Expecting your service, tribute to prejudice Sacrifice your consolidation to companionship The moon seems hollow, death digging level of compromise Collapsing walls, crawling to the better prize. Autumn leaves fluttering past our windows Bitter morning colours, a tasteless prison for my mind Jolly Roger, consumed by Torture Privacy for your Piracy To become, the monster that you feared Loved Bled for Lost Tasteless prisons, ice topped with sweetening desires A trail led by pebbles Silent whispers trapped within these walls Stop Solitude is the greater God.
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 4:51 PM UTC
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