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DELUSION
Try to speak,looking
At my eyes
See the phantasmagoria
Of our life falling in array.
See there stand the images
Alluring at full tilt.
Reach out
Is this the unknown land?
Look all around
Beauty in the parameters
Of the peninsula of life
Howling wind,refreshing our soul
Cherubs in our dreams,
Our children.
A complete black out
Where are we, groping in darkness
Was it all a delusion
Taken form from frustration
The life we lead
A stamping boot
Stinking smell of raw flesh burning
Delusion
No I smell trouble.
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