Who would know me? If I cut you for fun. Your backwards thinking till everything comes undone. Who would hear you? If I cut off your tongue.
Exit inside. The time is passing. The answer is within the storm. Excel in pride. For change is constant. Only the moment to achieve.
Who would know you? If you cut me for fun. My backwards thinking till everything comes undone. Who could hear me? If you cut off my tongue.
When messages come in waves. They slip into your brain. Just a fragment of all. As is the leaves that fall. Open and you'll incline. The present feels just fine. I feel the need to grow. In the moment I will go. The silent movements of rage. The part which you engage. Succeed or learn to bleed. Fell in serenity.
Who could stop us? If we chose to move on. The lack of reason in a world of disgust. Who could stop us? If we killed them with love.
Burn. Burn it down. Flames bring it to the ground. Bleed. Bleed again today. Only theater remains.
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