The Lie Called Life

March 21, 2017

we're all like blind mice 

chasing the farmers wife

not realizing that she has a knife 

we're in the dark constantly

falling down stairs 

hitting rock bottom 

sodomised by the truth 

ripping innocence away

stumbling day to day

in a place where we can't even stay

if this is what existance is 

then I don't want any part of it

but what part do I give up

where do I start

to whom do I give my heart

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