

frustrationNothing ever changes the lies still come from liars and fear still runs through each vain as a soundless gaspfrustration
is released into the universe that consumes you. A world manufactured by the hands of man, delicately wound by a master composer that creates a virual reality that most believe to be actual. The lights and mirrors misguide you and you wander deeper into the smoke and haze as you choke and plead for a release. Everyone is hurting and are fully aware yet they choose to become another nameless face and take every bullet shot at them. Stand up straight, brush y


Cheer up, emo kidSitting in your room alone numb from lies and monotone awaiting for your nightmare to be done Faking smiles hypocritically in your isolated misery well, sorry but your dream has just begun. you're a prisoner of your state of mind keep looking and yourself you'll find stop listening what's force-fed down your throats by faceless voices under their capotes who want nothing more than you to struggle through theres a fine line between originality and synchronized insanity realize it's up to you to continue of cease this deja vuCheer up, emo kid
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"this kingdom moves in the sleepless town.
As they gather in the night in search of eternal light
like tiny winged insects , give these foolish human beings
unstinted love and death" :Wild Adaptor
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