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Harder Than I Think (How To Make A Home (Born Into Abyss))

The persistence of consciousness is
The bane of all my days
Even after the advent of sleep
I'm exacerbated

The light of the first one shines through all our eyes
But if we look backwards the force feedback will still time

Da Vinci reinvents the 21st century
Foxes are hauling off your sick, by the carpetbag
So young wolves will grow hungrier

Run! FASTER!!

But don't you break
Serve yourself upwards
On a silver plate
Heavens below won't know who to thank

Fall harder
Smoke rises
Nothing lost
But the flame

Is this the answer to a riddle or are motherships not coming?
What ARE! THE! MA!GIC! WORDS!

Certain destruction awaits us no matter what we worship
I pray your days weren't wasted, I hope it was worth it

Burn yourself back to dirt, enter afterlife in warships
Storm the void, leave Earth, end illusion, you outlived the poison
Warn the tortured souls of nothing, learn that God is an orphan
Written by Utmakalitho
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Author's Note
This was on the page that followed from the previous post. I suppose I was NOT done with it, hahaha. Must've been of two minds at the time...
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