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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The world of survival Created by dark magicians That hide in the shadows, Controlling us in the light Sectioning and ravaging us at night, Dreams, the portal formed by the mind The unconscious side, Waking up in this fantasy of reality Its a trick, do you get it? The world in which we live Nothing is real, but nature it self So all is man made, The false gods that control the world Using entities and deities, So we worship figures that resemble ourselves, call it self love I guess but these a catch! You losing yourself in your own delusions, Days, weeks, months and years passed by But is it really? The illusion of time created for us So in this man made world these an end, Not surprising cause everything man made never lasts! The decaying and recreating of biological forces Studying nature and all its elements, They cloned god to form there own world From the principles of the universe to the solar system, down to you the observer So you perceive the world in their eyes, What they envisioned now you know what the one eye means, All as one, one as all. The dream we in, The mind be the eye Living in the world of right and wrong Black and white, boy and girl the duality In this reality to pretending, Man! We kids again playing dress up Creating personas from our magical books that we got from those phantom's, The school of magic that's what earth is! All about imagination and dark twisted fantasies, We in a mad house! Induced with chemicals, weakened so we never get out! The prison of the mind, Seven keys and three doors but one lock. So what now? The world we in The soup cooked by witches, Its thanks giving and we the feast Dinned by wicked folks, And all there riches The last supper before the night ends.
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