Ode to the World
Memories are for those who only dream
Visions of shadows to dance in the head
Locked away, the world can rip at the seam
Seeing though some other eyes, we’re all dead
I can feel it change, can you feel it
Rain running down to the heated pavement
It’s all I know, within this endless pit
Twenty-four hours before enslavement
Calling through collective groans of no one
I’m breaking past their dead and charred remains
That’s what you get when your mind is undone
That’s what you get when hiding all the pains
Stuck in this nightmare of hellish delight
Falling in death and consumed by the night












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All around me, I see what weakness had made.
Too much tomorrow, I think I'll take all today.
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Friends are like the little marshmallows in hot chocolate, you don't really need them, but they make life more enjoyable.
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