Enormousness of their shades...
Shines dim the crocket corn on my face.
What was once beautiful,
Is just the fullness of hollowness
I cannot put my thoughts
To it, it stings... Unbearable hollowness
The object of creativity:
"A spear smeared with poisonous lies"
Inflicted a painful Chrystal world
Where all in everything is possible.
Life has no meaning without the other
Depicted an against all odd future
Shatters by the arrow of mockery,
What was once fulfilling
Has left the world shattered
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