The wailing of the heart are ones you can not hear
Gone with the pain suffered from knowing,
When you are so thick with emotion
There is nothing to stop you from dreaming.
Realization is the most painful action
Set apart from the others with a tormenting throb.
How can one see when judgement has been clouded
When all is a mask?
By the wish of things to be of perfection
To not let anyone close for fear of agonizing ritual
To let those wishes and dreams get in trouble
Away with a look the feeling of vexing is gone
All is known and all is gone
The old ways, the meanings behind everything
Change
Our biggest fear is a reality
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