Grave Grace
Understand the caricature
To understand the creature
Acrimony is the first step to atrophy
Sacrilegious or areligious
Voracious visions visit the valiant
Written words form the tapestry
Tattooed across his very flesh
Dine with the dead
And you'll come out ahead
Cull the herd
And you'll be heard
A spoke on the wheel
Is replaced when lost or broken
But that wheel keeps turning
As if it were never there
Sweet, sweet apathy
Almost like cancerous telepathy
Perhaps peace is truly attained by solitude
And solitude is gained by loneliness
And loneliness is gained by a lack of friends
And a lack of friends is attained by anti-social tendencies
And anti-social tendencies develop over time
By a steady collapse in the social structure
As pieces fall one by one like dominoes
Count them like beautiful pieces on your toes
In the end, you see, perhaps it's best to give up
Accept your lot in life as a leper
Never get your hopes up for something better
Because even when it seems to improve
Your social standing will never move
Out of touch, out of time, out of rhyme
It's quite bittersweet to be so pessimistic
But so optimistic in your pessimism
That it truly feels like optimism
That by giving up you find peace of mind
Instead of agonizing over social scenarios
And dreaming of things that shan't transpire
To understand the creature
You must understand the caricature
Atrophy is the first step to amnesty
One may find a coin has two sides
One represents grace, one represents the grave
I was given a two-sided coin
But both sides represent the grave
So forget any dreams of Russian Roulette
Because in the end there shall be one outcome
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