Departures from Illusion

I am falling into the arms of hell,

I am climbing the mountain of fire,

Rising from the dark sinful well;

I am holding up by a thin wire.

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I, a strange creature at all,

Feel a heavy remorse and filth all around.

Towards the dark reality, I try to crawl,

On a smooth ambiguous plane

where ashes of guilt surround.

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With my head down, I watch my own grave,

I smile to myself like I always did;

this is what I deserve, this is what I crave,

A pale motionless thief, covered by a heavy lid.

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Failures were the trophies I always won,

Tears were the rewards that made me smile,

From the cruel romances, I could never shun,

rendering their precious cup with sweet vile.

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It’s not destiny, It’s what you sow,

So shall you reap, such goes the saying,

I shook my head and fell to a new low,

This is different, something strange

Something better? My soul was praying.

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