Belief in the abyss
only leads to misery
but bliss is overrated
and misery could always use company
My abyss is you
Every second is devoted to your beauty
Every penny spent on destruction
Destruction of conformity
The sounds in my head are unique
A mix of tortured souls and choirs of angels
A silent screaming of insanity
It keeps me from sleep
Despite not sleeping. I still dream
Nightmares
Horrific images of normality
Today's Society.
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