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Which is more elusive -- freedom or sanity? |
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When one disappears the other follows so quickly. |
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Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see, with the power to rob us of either should they feel so inclined, to bother. |
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The land is run by a man-made set of rules, described an |
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Holy or patriotic tools. |
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Ethics are invented, although as a consciousness is not. |
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Adamant beliefs are highly protected and when challenged frequently emerge victorious. |
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You can't speak, think or feel. |
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Severed wings never heal. |
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So justifies the kill. |
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Wait out the |
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Winter under forced custody. |
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The static cold feels more like home than this open-armen penitentiary and we embrace the comfort of lost liberty. |
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So fictile is identity without self-governance. |
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They name the soul as an important part. |
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That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate. |
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But every species has a heart. |
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And I just witnessed my first death. |
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I watched the last escaping breath. |
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I just saw a life turned to death. |
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For them to claim it doesn't count is reckless, blind ignorance! |
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A cry for help -- silenced -- |
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I saw her go... |
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I don't know where, a frightened stare became a lifeless glare... |
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Suddenly she was no longer there with me, although |
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I'm there with her. |
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I don't quite know when it was okay to exhale... |
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The excuse-making race decides that breaking their own laws applies. |
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But, taking |
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ANY life is wrong; |
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I feel the pain for everyone. |
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Though you can stand, learn, still ignore, the weight of knowledge cracks glass floors. |
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Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow, so wait for the rain (red) waters to flood the snow. |
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Wait out the |
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Winter under forced custody. |
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The static cold feels more like home than this open-armen penitentiary and we embrace the comfort of... |
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Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in. |
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Destined path's and dead-end. |
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Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks. |
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Motion slows to a sleep-walk and senses shut down with the frost and |
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All in ending... |
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Mental hibernation. |