the sanctum in which we retreat
yet we know nothing about
where we have our memories keep
and well never let them out
the clouds of thought
of our painful past
then with a single shot
its gone in a flash

then when we open our eyes
it was just a dream
or is life a bunch of lies
and nothing is as it seems

what if death is life
and the other way around
and the only time we begin life
is when we are in the ground

and we open our eyes for the very first time
when we lie down with them closed
and we see our actual life like in this rhyme
when we are laid in the earth holding a rose

so i lay in my bed of eternal rest
and wake up the next eternity
with a urge to find my place
given birth by the deaths maternity



any of yall ever think of that???

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Pain is abscence of tolerance
its the emptyness that conqueres the mind body and soul