All I am is lies
And cries
Sentenced
By your voices
All I am is dirt
And hurt
Chained
By my own choices
All I am is nothing
And everything
Dissolving
By our poisons
All I am is what you see
Seeing what you believe to be
Death
By disillusions
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There is no high ground here on anywhere else.
The End.
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