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Bloodless life flows through me.

Empty thoughts fill my head.

Nothing matters..

Falling.

tumbling.

downward..

Spilling every dream out onto you.

do not fear..

what you cannot understand.

do not fear me.

I am you,

and you are me.

Speak your lies,

confess your sins.

reveal to me,

what your eyes will never see.

your body draining of everything.

leaving the common silence,

of white lacey dreams.

sixth sense kicks in,

and tells you..

what you've known all along..

seems not worth holding onto.

all that matters,

are those few,

that hold the light..

needed to restore you.

hope is as little,

as your inner child.

growing smaller,

with every insult.

every scream,

and lie.

being part of a society,

where everything..

is a cover up.

nothing is what it may appear to be.

looks will never last.

they are only something pretty to look at.

all that matters,

is what's beneath it all.

an everlasting pleasure,

a fairy tell ending.

that may come in time.

when you find..

beauty beneath the surface.