No Will For
A Way Out
From A Past Of Blurry Visions
To The Present Of Delusions
A Way Out
From A Past Of Blurry Visions
To The Present Of Delusions
No Need For
A Way Back
To The Baseline
To The Safe Haven
Dumbed Down To Live In One Dimension
Swirled, Distorted Cluttered Mind
Stopped The Mood From Swinging
Sufficated In Bags Of Compulsion
Idler Of Daydreams
Picked And Split Apart
A Sore Sight
To Be Ignored
A Dying Breed
Rightly Excused
To End In Nothingness
No Way For
A Way Back
To The Baseline
To The Safe Haven
To End The Nothingness
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