Thoughts invade the peacefull heart,
Vision tells the tale of horror, my friends.
Days fortell of undying years, when stale light
Breeds its fitfull state. walk around and breath the air. every breath kills the tender being. lies of freedom kick at the bones. the human race will never have a home. eyes that see, a body which feels, ears that hear, and a heart to tell the tale. communication so severly lost. those who read
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