open your eyes and go blind so you can understand
that in the snow, signs can be as hard to see as land
on pirate ships or flying saucers, or within me
the only thing that I've determined is that I love Sophy
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She's everything you can imagine but won't out of fear
everything thats great and tragic in the eyes of a seer
like the eyes in the rear of a first grade teacher's head
that peer and comprehend and choose to ignore instead
looking back, staring forth, or fifth or sixth or seventh
cause the numbers are unending in a premature heaven
that you're immersed in, submerged in all thats harmony
secluding yourself, or shooting yourself in the arm to see
if the pain is actually, sort of like a pinch but escalated
wake up from the dream to find you're actually sedated
and realise that Sophy has gotten really out of hand
even though you love her, you have to admit she's mad
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and the barren waste land that ensued left me bereft
when all I cared about was gone, what was there? death?
but that would let her win, destroying what was left of me
but what am I supposed to do without my philoSophy?

INSTANT. .

Originally Posted by FormulaMC Damn. . I See You N Skiddz Are Having A Little Comp. . .