I wish every day we'd be
awake in a lucid dream.

Hollow feeling.
Running in circles, tearing us apart.
Anger.
Feeding.
holding us down and tearing us apart.

Tears from spiders' webs are spun.
Fears, away with them we run.

Hollow feeling.
Running in circles, tearing us apart.
Anger is feeding,
Keeping us down and tearing us apart

No honor left to defend.
No time left this go 'round for us to mend.

Hollow feeling.
Running in circles, tearing us apart.
Anger.
Feeding
by breaking us down and tearing us apart.

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