Everything is a lie,
Nothing is worth it,
And we must pay with our lives.

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Everything is a lie,
Nothing is worth it,
And we must pay with our lives.
Anyone wanna write poems with me?
Don't ever say you will love them forever.
They will consider it a challenge and test your patience.
There hasn't been a rose without thorns since before the time of men.
The reflection of our affection hymns from their very stems.
With their fragrance they scream for silent springs, evolve and evade the shade of hand.
You are beauty and innocence in defense and discontent, condemned to man's witness of your lament of vain fulciment.
The bane of your hardiment since they began.
Attention!
There are organizations that will kill you if you disrupt their dystopia.
Remember, kindness is what keeps us together ❤️.
Being depressed and suicidal is the most sane you can be.
Because happiness means you are either ignorant of the chaos and corruption, or you enjoy it.
Definition of life;
You can choose to do nothing, or , you can do something that isn't worth it.
The insane don't cry,
They bleed tears from their eyes
Because the sacred vault of void memories
Begin flooding up their mind.
Visions sharing secrets you could never dare to tell,
Kissing at Kindred spirits born with no soul to sell?
Had they been loved, they would have known so.
Had they been hugged , they would have never let go.
(The loney schizophrenic romanticing their intrusive imaginations.)
There's a crack in the rainbow,
There's a hole in the sky,
You believed in something
Now it's just a lie.
A swan of white, she came to me,
The lake mirrored her beauty, sweet,
I kissed her neck, adored her grace
But needed nothing she could give.
A dove came to me,
Had no fear,
It rested on my arm.
I touched its calm, envied its love
But needed nothing it had.
An owl came to me,
Old and wise,
Pierced right through my youth.
I learned its ways, envied its sense
But needed nothing it had.
A crow flew to me,
Kept its distance,
Such a proud creation.
I saw its soul, envied its pride
But needed nothing it had.
Is there anyone who smiles without a mask?