A change in tone causing ears to press for more haunting information. A sensational realism kicking you in the gut. Your alive. A sudden abbreviation of everything you idolized and a bitter sweet symphony playing the most melancholy music - soundtrack to your life. An upsetting act on your courage and everything you thought is filed away, hidden in the drawer of something disgusting and words your use to uttering so naturally become cold like icicles. Everything glows green, but not like greed more like oozing toxins exposing themselves to the air and just be careful of how rapid this reaction could happen. A pretty ugly picture in the most expensive frame as if that shields it from the horror which it creates, and peaceful wars are happening and we dance to the glory of such an idea because this isn't happening we just choose to embrace such plastic fallacies and hope that no one calls you out because in the notion of prime lying you better have an alibi or someone positioned to protest in your favour. a fishing cast right off the sky and reeling in empty emotions, for a hope of a better tomorrow.
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