Donning a sweet contented mask
Acquiring bliss, a grueling task
Adoring a
We have pretended far too long
Ignoring far too much
Accountability long
Repeat this habitual course
To lift this weight which drags me
To see the world so differently had never seemed a
Colors diluted by the lies
And painted thick across the sky
Have
All those things that I tried to be
While wandering further
My touch means nothing, it's just a sympathetic mock embrace
This
You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And like
Searching to find an easy way out
People afraid to speak
Look around, it's all going black
Tons upon tons and it's
Lying there on satin sheets
Her body cold her heart still
A hell is upon us now this day
Silence whispering unspoken
Pools of blood of deepest red
Waves that soak the world
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