All the life in this sun has all run
all the faith has undone, I have none..
Silence drip and savoring speak,
this crimson colored sky still in weep..
As my heart runs empty, now I realize
trampled this soul will never r.i.p...
Moments wait, can't tell you how it takes.
flashback of scars paint it's acid test..
now let the virus bite someone else's brain
cause I know what I want would never surface.
and again i find those pattens repeat..>
At the harbor of my broken rhyme,
awake or I'm still dreaming...
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