Time passes by, and the eye's face is the lie.
The world passes you by, and you cry.
The obsessions you keep are the revolution
But your lie gives you the lifelong lesson
The session of your obsession is the possession, and your emptiness bleeds.

The suffocation idea is your greed, but you never concede only feed the seed that eventually bleeds blue with no clues. Just read rules as your heart tears open, and the pain remains the same numb as cocaine.

The double eagle is fully alive but lies at the hole within the soul. The grace is chasing
The game...changes the shadow fading out of existence, glimpsing of Echoes lost in time.

The glass breaks time shakes, and I'm somebody else, and The Pretender emerges
On the darkest of days to sway habits like white rabbits that damage reality.

The World closes in bleakly ever so sleekly the paradox of fox's trapped in boxes shaped the outer being of seeing the true life that is sleeping like vampires and time passes by and the eyes faced the lie...............
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