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Its cold…
Snow cascades outside -
Its somewhere, but not here.
Comin down in buckets. I cant touch it,
But I feel it.
Its cold…
Hatred explodes outside -
Its everywhere, even in here,
Taking me under, so consuming. I cant feel it,
But I can see it.
Its cold…
Feelings forming outside -
Love everywhere, except for here,
I’m so jealous…for I can see it,
But I cant have it,
And its so damn cold…
Snow cascades inside -
It’s here, while I’m elsewhere,
Looking inside, so confused. I cant feel it,
But I can touch it.
Its cold…
Hatred grows inside -
It’s so rare, found only here,
Emotions ablaze, consumed with pain, I cant see it,
But I can feel it.
Its cold…
Hearts breaking inside,
So lost, tired of this loneliness,
Not so green anymore, I need to have it,
And I’m lost without it,
Without a hand to hold…its cold.

What can I say?
Words so unimportant that
I need to scramble the message,

SO let mii DecOrATE it in some
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[[wrap]] it in r4nÐ0m $ymb0ls
to disguise my guise,

Never really caring how I sling lies,
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(and I really shouldn’t be suprised..)

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It’s so hard on the eyes to see you flail by yourself,
Wracked with the pain from the stress on your eyes once
You cast aside that one freedom and just fuck up your
Flow.

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I never really understood
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Between shit people cant understand,

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(and the hidden lies I decorate to attract the attention I deserve…)
Fuck who I step on, and
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I’ll say whatever bullshit to make this work.
To make people talk, make the topic about me.
Whether proud, or
Whether they speak negatively…

TheY WiiLL TaLk @BoUt ME.

me…

Lead life in the bubble
Only present lit, future and past left
in darkness bleak; here I will crawl.
Roll my life and the bubble along,
taking gracious care not to let it pop.
Never let the dark inside.
With a forgettable past, and future unknown,
Present is all I have;
All I have is the present.
Forget about yesterday, for tomorrow arrives soon.
Forget about yesterday, for tomorrow comes consistent.
Shining silver lining tells me there are
Better things to come soon, so
Try as you may to change, try
Try in futility. Try, try away.
Just never forget to do what you want.
Dont you ever forget just to do what you want.
Inside your bubble, be happy,
Smile inside, and shine your light.
Weakness comes exterior, posterity lives within,
Scattered amongst the evil that
lies benath the skin.
Posterity, within evil that lies beneath the skin.
It’s really no wonder, its the way of the world.
Never let it get you down.
Never let it break the cycle.
Lead the bubble-life, it provides the light.
The strong will paves the path.
Those who follow their spirits, kindred
will see that their true strength comes from within.

The tide toils on, and on with the time.
On with the pokerface and out the door.
Pray to your faith to forget the problems,
Always nice to have a scapegoat for guilt.
Brush shoulders with the afterlife daily,
Dangerous is, the steel horse caravan.
Which will kill you first? Cigs, or stress?
Tedious tasks to make up the scratch,
Line your wallet with a bit of shake, its O.K.
Longing look to the clock, time takes it home,
Eventually…
The tide toils on, slow and steady wins last place.
Day by day it’s been the same old shit.
Look out the window at life passing on,
Always nice to think about good times, but
Sanity grinds at least twice daily.
Goddamn these fools, they just dont pay enough,
How will you part ways? Goodbye, or pinkslip?
Time is bored down here, she tugs at the chains,
While you whittle at the shackles for spare time freed.
Patiently.
The tide toils on, but the time waits for change
Kudos to those who pathpave in haste,
Climb on the ladder built on the backs of the poor,
Busy little workerbees polish cogs, fruitlessly.
They’ll tell you no, even if you do what you’re told.
Fuck it, get wasted. Loss of mind fits snug,
Blackout the bruised fruit of labor so loveless,
Which vice will follow suit? Want something rougher?
Eat the happy skittles, smile just a bit harder
One day all the bull you go through will be worth it in the end.
Hopefully.