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Horde

Advice is mindless,
Lies are timeless,
Open eyes are
Never driest.

Heart's a bank heist,
Mind's blank shrine,
Mouth a horn,
And T.V.'s for eyes.

Masked with plastic,
Rules: elastic,
Isn't it all so
Fantastic?

Shadows foreign,
Mirrors chosen,
Soul, a bleeding book-
Ink pouring.

Feelings first,
Fear for dessert.
Fight the thirst
For things that hurt.

Actions small
Can happen tall,
One can make them
Fear them all.
Written by MrBuchanan
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