periodical expansions on a life worth living. beaming for enthusiasm, this crowd might be limited to emotional expression due to the significant pressure they are applying to censorship. you trying to forget us - while we've already forgotten you. forgive us, someone, for we have sinned, and want to sin some more. pondering hearts speaking in honesty and the audience doesn't know what to expect. they were expecting lies, but a new approach has got their eyes blown wide. acts of freedom crash along the shores of questioning minds and tonight we hold onto the night. this darkness has a name, is it yours? because it is just as beautiful as your eyelashes. secrets served with glasses full of drunk and i'll get another, and another and another. mercy that for we are high, on life on this on that, involvement in shady things because we cannot always be in the sun and beware of real vampires, for this is not the movies, they will not sparkle for you to see. the monsters walk all around us and you've got to be careful before you derail yourself in front of some of the nastiest ones. balconies for the broken hearted, we don't suggest you jump. the potent power of your emotion runs thick in your veins causing rapid breathing, roping minds and ideas treading in the space between your eyes, trying to survive. and like a surge of light you are hit by the sniper in the mirror. pondering sentiments you want to crush with cement and straining your eyes as you focus on sinking the hope you feel floating in your atmosphere.
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