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Belief
Fading, as I'm falling through
Dreaming, thoughts I never knew
Hazy, is my point of view
Keeping, all these thoughts of you
This blind devotion
This bloodshot ocean
Your hands digging at my throat
This bittersweet emotion
It's poetry in motion
My eyes once open, now sewn shut
Stairways that I can't descend
You make me live, this physical lie
A hollow rage that I can't suspend
It's starts to feel,
Like my belief is wrong
My belief is gone
I just can't believe this
Dreaming, thoughts I never knew
Hazy, is my point of view
Keeping, all these thoughts of you
This blind devotion
This bloodshot ocean
Your hands digging at my throat
This bittersweet emotion
It's poetry in motion
My eyes once open, now sewn shut
Stairways that I can't descend
You make me live, this physical lie
A hollow rage that I can't suspend
It's starts to feel,
Like my belief is wrong
My belief is gone
I just can't believe this
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