Timeline Massacre
Written By: Mr.Write | Lelouch | Marvelous
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Slowly the clouds hurled a mess to a thousand,
Raining on private parades- service for public housing.
While the animosity builds in offices filled-
With righteous and oblique people who scar catastrophic appeals.
Knowingly pushing the will of supporters underneath,
Massing the free space with lies that easily put us to sleep.
Gaddafi would agree that this nation is whore-sum,
Defining it's depths and bounds on the trace of this bore-dumb.
Clinching our fists yet we strike after a few years,
That's just to signify we wait for the last call to appear.
And so I strive...
For something better but nothing is granted,
with acidic words they burn the walls that are seemingly planted-
Crafted for some defense but I'm
Feeling less branded,
Cause quality can come in quantity but thats the less that's demanded.
Optimisms a choice that is freely handed with obscurity,
Find yourself a creep that brooms shadows; A purpose being.
Perfection isn't reality, it's what starving this nation,
Anorexic tongues, bulimic thoughts- Radiation.
See I've been through hell and back, ain't got nothin to prove,
If YOU want to see Satan- fuck the mirror just try to fill my shoes.
"And then there was an epiphany,
That elaborated on such originality
That WE as pioneers shall forever
-with stand!"
Times grip makes my mind clinch and my spine wrench
No matter how hard I push back when it shoves I can't make time shift
Nevermind this, I'm a thorough bred, made to never be spineless
Nah, I got them mind tricks, manipulator I'll take a harsh reality and turn it into mein kampf
Although what I really want to unleash on mankind is nothing more than my benign wishes
But good deeds are time consuming and people get my messages better when I'm vicious
So my mission is to make them use common sense so they won't be so time censored
Relying on times tic to keep them in line and efficient
But when toc rolls through, they cease put their minds in emission
Instead just become idiots, witnessed this, and I swear it's quicker than magic
How they switch from functional to disgruntled, and couldnt find their own ass with a map and an atlas
I walk the thin line non existent to time, ill be the last to endure
And if there were a line for time itd be "please pass the cure"
Or else they'll keep sitting on the line becoming another victim of times massacre
There's no preventative methods nor certainty, cause some-time's death grabs the pure
Just know that life survives time, which will only get better or worser <---and that's for sure.
"The road taken to see success,
Deprives everyone else's wishes
But why I ask.... When it's MY life.
-to conform the youth
I calmly demand, action or reaction, as i solemnly stand
Jott in my pad, "I Love You" toward my mom and my dad
an obvious plan,to step forth through the rockiest sand
but lifting this burden is like holding water in the palm of your hand
i honestly gasp, about the questions i should probably ask
changing this hobby at last,facing the future, swallowed the past
collumns collapse, i finished the bottom of this bottomless flask
facing the colder and breaking the bolders blocking my path
emotions are bold, knowing oceans filled with the hopeless are cold
failures frozen and old feeling like a valley with the lowest of lows
cover with ghosts of the souls who have chosen the road
to follow a trend, hollow and blend instead of taking control to revolt
The music must go on....
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