Sitting on the edge of the dark
Trying to find peace in these hellish pieces
Wondering how justice works when the clouds hold no more light
Chain reaction of souls dying. "What is the goodness in truth?"
Traumatized souls in broken bones, yelling...
"Life is a haunted gift of pity!"
Scarred by those feeding on pain
Supremacists clot another soul in innocent elegant clothing
The summary of depression is loyalty to mental torture
Broken teeth and loose sanity are the broken reality
Clenching hearts so dreams will not be disembodied
The beauty of life is when cruelty smiles and innocent eye is shut
Still sitting on the edge of the dark
As patience run out of minutes on its alarm clock
The cultural norms of deadly mortals
destroy gods of heathen thoughts
Silent are days of silence, with no justice in sight
Insight the dead to feed into his anger, since
one's anger is seen as overreacting, while
another sleeps with a broken neck
The reality of the dark is the culture of the warship
Worshipped with weapons in our pockets
Still trying to find peace in these hellish pieces
Knee caps are soon growing into dinosaur skin
©lamin
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