Realized under the cover of darkness
we are the dreams and they are the shadows of doubt in a lucid mind in a cocoon of fear
there is nothing left but to tremble an submit lies undiscovered without meaning while all that could of been what's kept in conquers what's kept out and we'll be found dead behind locked doors with prayerless hands
asleep forever
clutching useless keys.
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