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Liquid Torn Illumination

smoldering duration of piercing eyes lurking searching & seeking in the midnight blood portals filled with vast darkened madness Torn eyes, hands & face following headlong at the seams the mind is vast has many connections some are lost torn to a world of scorn Scientists search for a reason to believe yet what ? there the tool of the government & industry to they have bitten off more then they could chew Liquid torn illumination hearts are beating today to the brigade of doom death is there plight having viscous fangs that bite eyes with spots having holes others ponder there flight in the midnight air As a space ship looks down to planet earth looking on to the immense expanse of space & time to look into the vast domain with an inner torn reflection the inner mind is fixed with noise pollution that's why many cleave to suicide as a solution they hide behind the dark hidden garb of compromise Can't we each see through all those lies At death's door there is an immediate sting the illumination of love in its twilight aura of revolution everyone believes in something but what ? no one questions anymore no one has a voice having eyes with tombstones in their heads these are desolate time yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes still a human heart won't beat something it can't we each have to find what's true & false the marching orders are for sure follow the golden rule

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