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In a world full of darkness Aren't we all blind Or do you seek the truth Truth seeking dummies I've seen dim reflections Fathom a non existence As you read in and between the lines Imagine the voice I speak We seek We want when we breathe I seethe trying to make it better   In a world full of darkness I'm not expendable More flexible or malleable With heavy retention Seen for the unhurt ugly Some say pretty hurts  Who are you to say it does or doesn't A lier until proven guilty Sweet water can still be sour milk The tang of value  The value of people such The people I value to much Such naive imbeciles Don't cry for I love you Even though I can't see you In a world full if darkness Let there be Iight Let the stubborn flourish with good wits Let it be and be what prospers Turn rocks into smooth stones Walk on the warm ice devalue contradictions  Admit when wrong or right And if not Remain that dim stained light in the stained dark room
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC
Real world dark corners
In a world full of darkness Aren't we all blind Or do you seek the truth Truth seeking dummies I've seen dim reflections Fathom a non existence As you read in and between the lines Imagine the voice I speak We seek We want when we breathe I seethe trying to make it better   In a world full of darkness I'm not expendable More flexible or malleable With heavy retention Seen for the unhurt ugly Some say pretty hurts  Who are you to say it does or doesn't A lier until proven guilty Sweet water can still be sour milk The tang of value  The value of people such The people I value to much Such naive imbeciles Don't cry for I love you Even though I can't see you In a world full if darkness Let there be Iight Let the stubborn flourish with good wits Let it be and be what prospers Turn rocks into smooth stones Walk on the warm ice devalue contradictions  Admit when wrong or right And if not Remain that dim stained light in the stained dark room
Those eyes keep'em closed For the world a pretty called ugly I suppose
Muegen1nk
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC
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