The Flaky Derelict

Of masks, monsters and demons caged in my head.

SInful Times IX – Dreamland [Original Drunk Version]

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And within us, a dream lies, short lived

Adrift

We live

We die

Fly

Above illusions aplenty

No mercy for the absentee

We live

We die

So worship the tie

And kill the truth

Obtuse

Abuse

She may never be

Nor may I

For I am the sinner

Who preached

And she is the saint

Who breached

Paradox

She cried

And believed herself

Love on a silver platter

A social experiment

Of delusional sentiment

Towards the subject, I

The distant, I

Lie

Lie

And then lie some more

Then Roar,

Rise

And resent

Repent

Or

Lie

You’re okay

You’re fine

Refine

What is

Into what will not

In your bed

Blow your head

Bleed led

Spell the end

We live

We dive

Descend

End.

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Author: Zeus

I am the grey area, everything by choice and nothingness by choice, wherein everything is possible as it is improbable.

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