a feeling

rupture the masses
and show the individual that hides
in our hearts our selves won't compensate
our memories won't forgive
and our passions will light our path
my fingers , the translators between you and I
the methods I cave you with
and an oil rig that no longer has lubrication
but no one ever hears you ..
and then the wind dances around you
and like embers in a dark path
our passions will light the way

and love didn't lead us astry
we were just cut from her eyes and learned not to Chase
we move sideways when we sense our selves being held back
then we reach a point where
in a god we trust blindly
because we have no idea
we have faith in fashion and commercials
for the idiots

to be fooled while obvious
we believe him when we need him
after all walls come down
we realize the things that matter
only after the crystal ball shatters , is when we can share our diamonds to the world



its just a feeling I have, after we shatter we open spread our inner self

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