Subconcious Illusions

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Old School

Walk along this insomnia

The electricity surging faster

Given the thoughts of conciousness

That of which beholds ones deepest secrets

Build these ceramic walls of disinterest

Sand the wood of wonder

Mold it into this prism

Sanctioned by this illusion

Devastated by these fabricated lies

Yet compelled to believe what isnt real



Glare at the ripples in the water

Watching the water glisten

Curling up in a dynamic perfection

What is seen is what is given

Trial by trial the morality dissipates

Dug the deepest of the pit

To see what lies ahead



Configure this brittle prophecy

Anguish amongst the stars

The undying truth of what comes out

When the soul leaves the body

Drain my etheral energy

Haunt my dreams

Never again behold my thoughts



And in this forgiving benevolence

Can you whisper your sins?

Can you feel this calm collecting within?

Singe these threads that bind our lives

These catastrophic measures of gallantry

Be reminded of my own mortality

Seep through these transparent lies

Radiate this magnanomous fire

And in the fire, you will breathe your last breath

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