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Trust and Hope, are two words with their meanings beautifully intertwined forming a surreal tapestry. But then that's the thing, too surreal of a cliché. Something our heart holds on to when our brain fails to keep us moving. A poisonous drug our heart argues with our guts to take, just because it tastes mesmerizing at first.
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Poem
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Frozen heart, burning veins,
The mirror broke
But the blame remains.
The scars were too many to hide,
So I showed 'em as some tattoos
And protected that armour of pride,
Around life, as I walked through.
Darling, in truth lies great power,
Just learn how to manipulate it.
Well, you can trust what you devour,
But I do discriminate with shit.
It's just the practice match yet.
It hasn't even started, the actual game.
Reality isn't even hung up by now,
So don't start to put up your aim.
Wait until the long suppressed insanity,
Break the barriers and get released,
When those angels,so positive and sweet
Follows the beauty becoming the beast.
Truly showing my spirit
before it rusted,
Shortened the list of the ones
who can be trusted.
The step was right,
but the audience was bad.
So you wait until they shake your hand
And a golden retriever
is what you'll be to them,
Sugarcoat the soul
from root to stem.
Then leave 'em to wonder who to blame,
Meanwhile you can rewrite the game
Waged war, blood rain
The angels fell,
But their tears remained.
Snakes make such a good ruler,
But people made beauty to fill in.
But people don't think of the future,
Cause it's worse to have 'em as villain.
Ambition is such a dirty word,
We're all enslaved by it.
For me it comes down to myself,
Cause the whole world's a messed up shit
Truly showing my spirit
before it rusted,
Shortened the list of the ones
who can be trusted.
The step was right,
but the audience was bad.
So you wait until they shake your hand
And a golden retriever
is what you'll be to them,
Sugarcoat the soul
from root to stem.
Then leave 'em to wonder who to blame,
Meanwhile you can rewrite the game.
Ohh, you need to learn,
You need to learn,
The way of the world,
Ohh how the world works.
When to run, when to hide,
When to be a friend and when to fight.
The glory is just gonna make you boundaries.
If it's in their favour,
they'll kill you on sight.
Who gives a damn
whether you're right.
Better rule 'em before they get you on your knees.
Oh yeah better rule 'em girl,
before they get you on your knees.
Truly showing my spirit
before it rusted,
Labelled me as the one
who can't be trusted.
The plan was right,
But he was already damned.
So you wait until the damer
Shake your hand.
Then leave him to wonder who to blame
Meanwhile you can rewrite the goddamn game.
A chameleon is what you'll be to 'em
Cause that's what they deserve,
they're not a gem.
Then leave 'em to tense
on what you became.
Meanwhile you can rewrite the game.
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