The Twisted Canvas of Life
Guilt speaks desperately and the infinite stream of sanity
slowly crashes into a burst of sudden echoes
The promising canvas of life hangs twisted and the wandering nightmares,
gather unseen
The illusion allows ignorance to act freely and agony laughs
at those memories
Depression trails behind treasure and destroyed hopes surrender,
to tragedy
Desperation and temptation make way for distorted possibilities
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