The ordinary are evidently subliminally under order, financially underwater, start wars just to tread the water, they swim further and further, forever trying to reach the shore, they always give none and want more, so theyre sinking, and thinking ,they wonder what all this is for, but they couldnt think back far enough to remember freedom before it was lost, mind before it had been washed. I fight in no war because I am no soldier, I cant take a life because I have no souljar, Im already to distorted and this is life erasing memories isnt sold here. So to kill would reflect on me, deeply make me bleed, I close my eyes and see some enemies but I also see victims I cant keep this hidden, I cant hold onto this, Ill never grow fond of this, what is this, this madness, I see why tragedies are tragic, my face is a mask im picking at it, my reflection I cant stand to look at at it, this illusion I create seems to be just like magic! I am not a souljar and even if I was, I wouldnt take lives just because.
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 07:10:34 +0000