Why is truth seemingly cruel?
In the beginning it was all a treat,
Sequence didn't seem tangible,
Now its all a fucking trick.
Stuck in distant search for solace.
Is not the only way to blow?
How do I put my soul at ease?
Worse than being on ground zero.
Unknown pain invading my space,
Frantic and pushed up to the wall.
Seeking for a method to erase...
Who is gonna catch me when I fall?
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