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Do we ever truly believe

that this existence is real

that we are not products of deceit

that we know what it is to really feel

endless rainbows we follow

useless treasures that we chase

our dreams are shallow

theres nothing for you to embrace.

We fall prey to diversions of the mind

divided and distracted from corruption above

spreading hate and lies causing society to unwind

this is not a war on evil, this is a war on love.

Cut me and I will bleed,

maybe it will save me.

It's your attention I need,

one day you will see.

Ive crossed over.

Alone, cold, lifeless.

This journey is over.

Whats next is anyones guess.