Follow the ideal escape from fear and trick obscurity with absolution in faith to disguise the distance and appear dressed up for any judgement day.
All these years I came to find that this life is just a game. All these years I came to see that in this life I am a dream. I feel there is no God and no religion, no purpose, no eternity. And I've dealt with death and his emotions enough to know I will go back to nothing again. You kneel down for misunderstood ideals. Above. You hide beyond infinity. (written: 2009)
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