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WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU LOST YOUR WAY? WHEN REAL LIFE STEALS THE HIGH YOU LONG TO CHASE YOU CAN'T CATCH HIM, ELUSIVE DRAGON THAT USED TO INTOXICATE BACK WHEN YOU WERE PASSIONATE, BEFORE YOU WERE TRAPPED IN THAT AWKWARD SPACE BETWEEN FOLLOWING SILLY DREAMS AND RESPONSIBILITIES TOXIC NAUSEA'S FILLING ME AS THAT BLADE THAT DROPS UNFORGIVINGLY IT'S AN IMPOSSIBILITY TO REGAIN THE STRENGTH OF THOSE DAYS FILLED WITH ANGST WITH THE FLAMES THAT BLAZED INSIDE OF MY EYES TAMED I CRAVE FOR THE TASTE OF THOSE HEIGHTS THAT I BRAVED FOR THESE WORDS TO TAKE LIFT AND FLIGHT FROM THE PAGE WITH SIGHT BEYOND SIGHT BEFORE MY SKIES FADE BUT WITH WINGS MADE OF WAX THAT COLLAPSE IN THE LIGHT OF DAY I'D HAVE TO FLY IN THE NIGHT GUIDED BY BLIND FAITH AND FAITH IS LIKE A MAGIC TRICK THAT I CAN NO LONGER CONJURE SO I JUST WANDER, CONQUERED, WORK TIL MY HANDS AND PALMS HURT AND PONDER THE MONSTER THAT FOLLOWS ME, A STALKER THAT SAUNTERS BEHIND ME REMINDING ME HOW I FALTERED
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
The Monster
WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU LOST YOUR WAY? WHEN REAL LIFE STEALS THE HIGH YOU LONG TO CHASE YOU CAN'T CATCH HIM, ELUSIVE DRAGON THAT USED TO INTOXICATE BACK WHEN YOU WERE PASSIONATE, BEFORE YOU WERE TRAPPED IN THAT AWKWARD SPACE BETWEEN FOLLOWING SILLY DREAMS AND RESPONSIBILITIES TOXIC NAUSEA'S FILLING ME AS THAT BLADE THAT DROPS UNFORGIVINGLY IT'S AN IMPOSSIBILITY TO REGAIN THE STRENGTH OF THOSE DAYS FILLED WITH ANGST WITH THE FLAMES THAT BLAZED INSIDE OF MY EYES TAMED I CRAVE FOR THE TASTE OF THOSE HEIGHTS THAT I BRAVED FOR THESE WORDS TO TAKE LIFT AND FLIGHT FROM THE PAGE WITH SIGHT BEYOND SIGHT BEFORE MY SKIES FADE BUT WITH WINGS MADE OF WAX THAT COLLAPSE IN THE LIGHT OF DAY I'D HAVE TO FLY IN THE NIGHT GUIDED BY BLIND FAITH AND FAITH IS LIKE A MAGIC TRICK THAT I CAN NO LONGER CONJURE SO I JUST WANDER, CONQUERED, WORK TIL MY HANDS AND PALMS HURT AND PONDER THE MONSTER THAT FOLLOWS ME, A STALKER THAT SAUNTERS BEHIND ME REMINDING ME HOW I FALTERED
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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