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I'm having illusions...
Suspend my eyes unto the sky, ascending to the brackets tainting vision.
Master inturruption over wisdom to the fools who spend life painting schism. These colours dancing, hopeless and open, gropin an altered spirit. And when these colours cause insanity, screams echo as I halt to hear it. The back drop morphs ever so slightly, surroundings psychadelic and flowing. The image imprinted and painted in the back of my mind thinking it's real without knowing. Mutating before my eyes and my mind seems damaged for dreams. Carressing my jagged thoughts I wonder, Is it really what it seems. For this spectacular spectacle dazes me as my world shifts to a chasm. My fate soon inflates and soon my brain jerks and spasms. The result is sur-reality, what lies beyond my pupils a mere myth. No truth about sight anymore, brain decieved me, my pray, hoping you hear this. So what I'm seeing is a lie, perhaps my whole life is a nightmare. Have I ever heard reality? Smelled it? Tasted it? Saw real light there? Confusion and Delusion control my sanity, as I teater over the edge If I can't tell real life anymore, perhaps I'm better off...... dead.... |
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enjotable short drop
vocab was good as usual feeling the content could grasp quite easily the way it was written flow was decent liked the bit at the end....good way to round it all off 'These colours dancing, hopeless and open, gropin an altered spirit. And when these colours cause insanity, screams echo as I halt to hear it liked that line for sum reason... props |
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