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The Near Far
These darkened circles around my eyes shown in reflections how hard i tried and in this drained state I hate to be I hear the void call out to me too much does such endings make for one who some like to see break for someone whos likened to a snake its me, it shall always be How did I get here, so far from heaven? how do I keep on, appearing so driven? questions unanswered drive me from faith and in this mindset, I embrace you snake label forced unto me, for I know exactly how not to be The wolf calling the sheep a killer makes the false feelings seem all the realer your thoughtless, such as a mindless zombie take forth my essence, that you stole from me for I am wholer than I ever remember I fight the cold, through an endless winter almost so close, to my December When I'm forgotten, I shall shed no tear for I know it's inevitable, in this far near the shadows are brighter, and brought unto life they stalk me when walking, and seldom are nice they're closing in closer, and most are so evil piercing through my armor, my heart is a cushion...of needles.
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