The truth’s story

True till the end of eternity

Lying till the beginning of time,

Crushed by the obscenity of the dying

And the blood that leaked from the eyes

If you wanted the wheels to fall off

If you wanted an escape

If you wanted the lights to flicker at night

If you wanted to continue the masquerade

100 million stories; 200 million lies;

Reflections & hallucinations; hazy eyes.

Jumping off the edge, rising from the ground.

No end. No beginning. No plead. No sound.

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