The flames keeps rising high Within the sky high fortress. The intensity numbing. But the walls don't give up. Made of breathing stones They grow each day. It's an illusion You keep seeing every time Dazzling words. Conspired thoughts. And you wish not to see any further. Abandoned place that is My heart.
Smokes from the burning canvas, Perfume of the paint lingered long. The butterflies died. And a part of me with them.
Gunshots broke the silence of night. A promise was made.
Oblivion waits at a distance Memories seem to fade away We will cease to exist.
Masquerading is my passion, I can be the 'one' I have to want to be. And piece by piece, I get blown away.
Break down the walls. Embrace yourselves. You will never get this moment back. Be the best you can.
Every person in our life teaches something. And you did the same. Just to make sure you know.
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