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TitanicDead in the fire you burned up yourself,
Self-proclaimed acts, the burden of wealth.
Yearning for truth, but adoring the lies.
Starving for hope, but awaiting demise.
One is left, the other right.
One is dark, the other is light.
Choose a side; Happy or Sad.
You dim the lights, you close your eyes.
Your past is your future, your future your past.
The diffused emotions, going mad.
Fame and fortune; all you wanted,
Pain and Torture; oh how you brought it.
You try to buy back friends and family.
You try to spend before you lose your salary.
Are you truly happy? Is this what you wanted?
A wasted dream, your conscious held hostage.
Perhaps one day, you might finally see,
To be poor and broke, to keep your family.
Perhaps is the way for one to think,
Before you're left to watch the boat sink.
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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