In the thirty years that it’s taken me to grow, it’s thirty years and I’m feeling rather small, I can read between the lines, read between the lines, there are so many things that we were never meant to know, so the spoils of the century I hold cradled in my arms, this love, this hate, this fear and hope, is it all to waste? what will it take for you to reach out and embrace me? what would it take just to feel close to you again? and I’m convinced they’re all asleep, Im convinced they’re all asleep, erasing their emotion, their devotion just to start it all again, erasing their devotion, sanctioned disillusion, to be pure once again, erasing their emotion, like returning to the ocean, just to start it all again, so now my questions are all answered I cracked the riddle, broke the rhyme, through my attempt to navigate Elysium long before my time, between existence and the emptiness, lies the single truth of light, we’re all afraid of our luminosity, afraid of burning bright.
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