are you guys proud of yourselves?
must be easy taking all of the bad
only to hold it against each other,
and abandon such delicate beauty.
searching for words, a path,
and our hearts have already found a path.
now we wait on the final word,
the final hammer to strike a tune,
a melody that won't cease our continual confusion and betrayal.
note by note, our truth becomes more feeble,
as does the foundations of which we struggled to see kiss the sky.
no measurement can justify how far we have fallen.
how can you be so proud?
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