we celebrate the ruination of our purity with smiles carved into our faces
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with the needles still in our veins
yet we can never replace what we have lost
so ends another day
when will we realize that only we are to blame for our imperfections?
When shall we ever realize that we only hurt ourselves?
If we could see beyond the small pains and sufferings in our own little worlds, we could make the world a better place
and if you hear these words, will I look up to see a vacant stare gazing back at me?
You always want me to show you who I am but soon after I do I become someone else
the black hole from which I was spat is the only lonely home I know
and I feel fine as I descend into darkness, drifting through the space betwixt the nameless stars
DEATH IS OUR ONLY SALVATION