Seek through the forest and see right threw me.I'll open up, but only if my
arms bleed like the desert sun. Filter this abstract feeling, and ask me
what its worth. For the thought of return will not plague my mind. I've seen
the suicide stars fall right by me and nothing was brought upon. So lets
flee this retched scene that devours our ever being and inquisitive this
decadent scene that hosts us. The mercy of nature sheds her innocence at
forced will, while everybody seems to gather at distraught. Like the
oralness of money i speak of falsities and no truth. Why must the leader
follow me? I've scarred myself for you and them and abused the world for
her. as we mourn over this forged mourning the scouring of our souls wont
bother the most sainest decrepit animal that walks. So lets raise our hands
and falter to defeat and ask why?


 
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