Fallout
Could it be passion that leads to my demise Rage as form of water through my eyes Fear steering my so called dream Strength I have none it may seem Could it be hate that ends what I've built Betrayal in it's purest form without guilt Forgiveness is my theme song in this series Desire of acceptance is one of those theories Could it be my imagination sucking me dry Hallucinations being my foe to which I rely While I stand none shall make me tap out It's only the beginning not my immediate fallout
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