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A Bleeding World
Visual chaos runs havoc in a weeping world, echoes of screaming pain in my bleeding words. The ocean is made from nothing but tears, a reflection of the fears we hold and self worth. The stars are slowly fading away into darkness, love is dying as everybody is becoming heartless. It seems evil is free to roam in every path, could we imagine exactly what the stars felt? We live our lives on hope; an article now lost, everything we ever once had is now gone. Faith and belief are becoming nothing but myths, and dead are now the dreams we had of bliss. My pen is hurting at the tip leaking drops of blood ink, silent screams I can hear synonymous to what i think. Truth has become what we feared as nightmares, and yet unaware we remain of what the shadow brings. I'm lyrically paralyzed when they physically analyze, Individually agonized as my syllables detect paradise. We sit back as we watch the world being visibly vandalized, And how the seekers of truth are ridiculously patronized. The winds whisper the secrets of life we never found, The sins linger with the sight of hell and it's sound. We have lost this war against the creeping shadows, and are consumed by our thoughts and our doubts.
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