Reality
The rainbow ends, where hope find it's color At a lone time I heard the whispering voice of my unborn child gobbling through my very soul And caught in the whirls of life My heart beat heavily that crumble emotions and breaks my heart How do I survive this delusion? How do I sustain this dungeon like called reality? The reality that kept owl in the cage of delusion Bearing the pain still, but when will this agony relief me of the suffocation and allow my apotheosis of hope to reign. Stratum the reality meeting unprovoked.
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