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#borderlands
you shook my status as mere mortal,as you opened up Satan's portal, achieve true greatness true power, the omnipotent godliness, begging the end when the end should begin different yet accepted by the black sheep, and the wolf, pit against the weak archetypal situation bleak,beware of what you dream for,entrails spread across the floor you'll pray for death, when they all find out, the wicked darkness from the dragons mouth now I live in the borderlands,blood and **** within the sand,Blood of every man PERSONAL DEMONS BECOME COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS. irreverent irrelevance.on the fence we've lost the keys to the kingdom. we must stop running in place, be the change you want day dreams, must be a reality. sanity chosen inside the minds of the insane being lost a perennial classic. you want them to see the little movie in your head Christ posse, blue birds, and the doors is painted red how do your dreams match up against this created reality you exist in now the city of the dead, the cities have all burned down
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 4:20 AM UTC
A Lost Perennial Classic
Very few deserve to live long enough in peace Aren't we all bandits in this god-forsaken place? Under our feet, dormant evil sleep like a baby Leaving is salvation, but we chose to **** ourselves To know that we deserve reward is to gamble with death How did we end up in this god-forsaken place? Under the impression that this is an ordinary stroll Now, we are stranded, lost, but still alive To know and to move forward is to invite death Even in the face of flora and fauna and trauma Ready we are, guns blazing, we'll move forward
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Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 1:53 PM UTC
Pandora, blessed planet, blessed people