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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

After Hours

Stop faking your fakeness
Where you lack, I progress
Your speech needs a figure
My heart needs a re-configure

Destiny be damned, I profess
Your act is the kill, do confess
Shallow minds choke me inside
Let's die together, this world aside

Hear the rhythm of a dying soul
My future disappears as you told
Pocketful of tears are all I confiscate
As I watch the rest of my universe decimate

Threw my life at your mercy
Flaming embers, eyes went blurry
Turn after turn, now is this the end
Or is life after hours still on extend?

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