pull the latch on the door of unseeing eyes
and journey into a story of what was never yours
for my self i will save more of the lust then what it wants to be
hidden in the closet of past convictions
eating your soul of last restrictions
comes to mind the thought of pain and wealth inside an egg
soon will hatch a monstrosity of dangers that is within thyself
caring of oneself is of least importance in thine eye
and reviled is the truth of reliving the past of worst
memories you dont remember
there lies the worst of all: birth
in that instant you are brought to life
and all the corners of the world
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