Your Jesus
And misconceptions,
Of a revolution
That hasn't happened.
And your god,
Who can't say
What is meant.
Inaccurate revolution
Of the bleeding youth.
With their strung up highlights
Of failures since.
Today's my anniversary
Where I'll drown my sorrows,
Like tomorrow's
Ignorance.
And yesterday
Was my funeral,
Without these devils
And sins
I can't commit.
Heresy is
Another word for
Breaking other's morals,
And shoving them down your throat.
But I'm not like you.
I won't even fucking try
To drink my pity
And swallow all of
This nothingness.
So break all of these
Normalities and
Simple fates.
Because there's nothing here
Between us my dear
To take away
All the pain.
So we'll settle down
In our comforting
Reminiscent utterings.
And bring it all
To an end,
A simple life
That never begins.













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The more I see the less I believe. I the more I hear the less I care. This world we created has left me cold. This world is sedated dying in its sleep. I feel NOTHING.
--
Music Of The Night
"Close your eyes
For your eyes will only tell the truth
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark, is it easy to pretend
That the truth is what it ought to be..."
- Phantom Of The Opera (Broadway Original)
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