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I'm Alive, I Could Believe In Insanity


Life. Restraints. Standards. Laughs. Cries. Thoughts.

Fun. Hysterical. Serious.

Society. Anxiety. Run. Running. Ran.

Studies. Dreams. Music. Architecture.

Time. Clock. Ticking.

Love. Hate. Confusion.

Yelling. Whispers. Secrets. Building. Homes.

Diverging roads. Heavy loads. Determination.

Air. Breath. In. out.

Words from the mental but most call human.

Words that form into sentances in due time.

Deficit lies veiling the unseen chaos.

Heavy thoughts that weigh one down.

Time. Clock. Ticking.

I've held all the decisions left to be made.

I've lost all the memories soon to be found.

During the dousing of the flame;

And the darkness that envelopes.

 

I'm alive, I could believe in anything.

I'm alive, I could believe in insanity.

 

Stories of hells that reign oppressions and tyranny;

Heavens that reign alliances and prosperity.

Lights abroad a flashing homely street.

Looking and scouting for people to meet.

Identity and wandering.

Important and trivial.

Open hands but closed minds.

Time. Clock. Ticking.

First ideas and finishing touches.

Organized and fallen apart.

Joyful moments and sad hearing.

Lost in a world but found in a void.

Life seen in the face of death.

 

I'm alive, I could believe in anything.

I'm alive, I could believe in insanity.

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