There`s no heart in no faint solution There`s no last, just a pulse that aain now fades away Bereavements? no third nor fifth repetition (the odds and evens of a present pain)
Beneath a cortex to please the pleasant it`s this step down I built... ruled in selfrules it`s your lifetime`s point the stage in a blissful pain, just a stage...
Recall your cyphred bluntness, for which you were meant to please. Dragged out by a miliard thoughts, it took your time to turn to me. All in all, all`s to be lost, To travel down within the coil. Frailty, misconception, a lost strifle in a season`s end.
It took your time to turn to me...
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