Sometimes things aren't always as they seem.
I know at times I could feel the fabrication.
But in the depths, where I've lost the right to see.
Lucid dreams reform imagination.
Curiosity is as sinful as can be.
Chastised by the thought of villainy.
But as the hours slipped away with ease.
Some would vilify the thought of peace.
Blissful are the days spent.
Hearken to the thought of mere repent.
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Atheneum (2018)
RandomUnlike the others, there isn't really a flow or a theme to this album. This album consists of short writings like poems and idioms; just little whippets of thoughts that pass through every once and awhile. This will also be the longest album....pr...
