too many people
too much junk
a tasteless affair, draining daily
always the same
the shame, of being so different
should just surrender
be like everyone else
but that would surely be a fate worse than death
thin and dreamless
starless like an abyss
gotta keep those dreams burning bright
gotta hold on to the madness
cling to it tight
stick with it, and never let it go
so much time
passing always
a lack of love, an emptiness that can’t be denied
but the fire needs to be embraced
the pain so vital
for a journey to salvation
a journey to
truth


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