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    Default Not poetry, just some writings

    Life, where the dead dance and the living die

    In the darkest of times, we justify the unholiest crimes.
    With our back towards the sun, we reject the sword called tongue.
    It wasn't untill my morals turned paperthin that i realised hell exists from within.
    We try to reject evil as if we're the servant of God, our souls want to change but our demons do not.
    What started out with consuming a fruit, ended up killing our seed.
    Praise the dead, deny the living.
    We yell out loud that our world needs to change but the ability to change is out of our range.
    How can seven deadly sins make one feel so alive? That's because on death we all thrive.

    Beyond the abyss our desired hide
    Society keeps the devil locked inside
    The ape forever unsatisfied
    No one is save from our first world appetite
    Last edited by ReversedHate; 09-20-2016 at 05:07 AM.

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    I liked reading it : )
    Yeah , keep it up y0'
    I love literature ; )
    "Fake realities will create fake humans. Or, fake humans will generate fake realities and sell them to other humans, turning them, eventually, into forgeries of themself" -Philip K. Dick

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