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the today of yesterday

I guess..
I just thought I was
somebody else
Dailly illusions of my ego by the persona
Tired of today's wrestle
that's same as yesterday's
Nourishing a memory of a prophetic dream

Alternative colors
One single shade
Castrated mind in avoidance of regress
Ornaments and gems adorned
in complex
my complexity

An endeavor to control a conflagration
of guilt
and apparent cowardice
with me to be the fireman and resurgence at once
And right about I was saying..
..it's over...
bitter tears become alcohol
the fire rises up

Arson and sacrifice
weaknesses of soul as the source of burn
I am the son of rage
and wrath's co ancestor
A drop dead lie
half naked truth

An empty field of consciousness that overflows words
inside a hole of mud..
....'You thought the scenario was actually your life
Not even worthy to unloose the shoe's latchet of a stuntman'

Upon the scene of the theater my curtains long to fall
into a minority of those
living their own role



 

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