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This fake existence

Holds not shell or frame

A curtain for our minds

It changes only what we really seem to seek the most in life

To know thyself

Pray for salvation

For it will not come to you

Your weakness is the source of your pain

Now gather all of yourself

To end your life

How can you disguise the fuck you've become

Decide your fate with the paths you choose

Your confidence, your crutch

You are bleeding

Into the cup we drink and with each sip condemn

However difficult to stave off infection

The gift of life's ironic deception

Now

Accept first that there is no true existence

No past or Future

Just Temporary

Here and now

Just sacrifice yourself

For the rest does nothing to help

To seek truth accept the darkest of darkness

Accept the darkest of darkness

You're out on your own

Out on your own

This time

Reveal to me the gift of life's ironic deception