Doublesided Blade and a Shy Masterpiece

In the end, everything leads to solitude
In the end we will have no air to breathe
No emotions to feel, no body to embrace..
In the end, we will feed what we despise
And join the Nothingness Club Universal

Then why bother to avoid the finalized situation
Why try to create something different for ourselves
Stop being the slave of something that hurts you the most
Enjoy your life through the life of misery
Yet feel that you are living up to it by dividing it to days and months..

Why run after something that's impossible
Stop being a fool, wax your ears to the words of impossibility
Never regret loving someone by tearing that piece out of your heart
Then you will never be turned down, other than a job
Which will be your own incapability..

Stop loving, for once and for all...

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I felt it groom me.. I felt the change
I felt the great feeling, I was out of my cage..
I felt the need to cry out to the world, I needed to smile
I haven't felt like this for a while..

No worries kept me waiting by the bus stop
I would walk down this road until you'd drop
A preserved magic laid restless deep inside
As I thought of you and only you in my mind

I couldn't hold myself when you even dazed the stars
Lost in wilderness I was, misguided by the burning Mars
Now I felt like I totally belonged to you
After long, I felt that it was so true..

Now I laugh at myself, laugh how I was a part of a made believe
Now it is so amazing that I could be deceived by what I feel
The truth was a bullet that went through my head, and I, the fool
Just couldn't let myself be the ultimate tool...

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In the end of it all, it never matters.. it never matters who we are and what we do and where we are because in the end of it all we know that we will be facing a great wall.. we will be questioned, they will want us to cross the borders.. they will want how much we want to go ahead.. and we will choose to remain behind because this wall takes two to get through.. and I might be though yet I don't add up as a single entity.. the power in numbers, the power of belief.. the ultimate source to make you believe, believe in the garden of eden behind the towering fence..


we scratch the itch, only letting it bleed more..
because we know that it feels good
yet it will never heal, and we are built not to care
and face the pain..