I hate the world and it’s beasts
Where it reeks of hallow death
With bright pearl eyes
And blood red strangles
Where only the wise woman weeps
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listen
What do they say? What do they call you?
Liar!
Truth i speak time again but ears to hollow to hear
Honesty flows through my mind but disrupted
Disoriented by fear
Fear of what?
Fear of believing
Fear of the truth
Tell me its lies
Try and tell me to my face
paper
That piece of paper, which is never hollow but sunken by words.
The intrigue it’s only got wonder
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