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The world used to be pretty.



they only want you to hear lies.

sheep in wolves disguise

the way i see it everything was an illusion. A mask to hide what things really were. People see a happy illusion of a bright, sunny and beautiful rose garden, with ruffles, laces and candy sweet faces, tea time at noon and china plates with delicate crumpets. Tidy little homes, little children with golden ringlets of hair and lollipops.





I used to see the world with this mask on.



The mask is off.

and now that ive taken off the mask, I really wish things were just an illusion again. for this garden never existed at all. It was really a dark and dirty city street infested with death and rotting flesh, rats and the homes were destroyed. The children have matted, bloody flithy hair, their eyes full of hate and despair. Their faces thin and bony caked with dust.



There were no ruffles...

There was no lace......

And there were no candy sweet faces.



I wouldn't have to see how evil people really are inside. and their full intention to hurt the innocent, stick emotion bombs in their hearts and minds and slowly count down the years, when the time comes for the bombs to set off.



and our heart and mind explode





I really dont know whats left in my heart and head.

My heart is a empty black tomb.

with out a corpse, with out a pulse

without a reason to beat.



and my head is full of questions wondering

what is it about me that isn't good enough for anyone to love what i have inside?

I'll gladly cut my throat for you to peer inside. but nothing there will bring you the joyful bliss you crave

.

perhaps ill drink lighter fluid to start a fire inside,



will this be where we part our ways and say goodbye?



of course.



This gun eyes closed will put my body to rest.



but everything is different now its like walking this world blind with only the voices of those surrounding you to guide you. they sound to soft and sweet, honest and pure and true.



LIES



but when the day came and your eyes are filled, and you see where you've been led, they said they'd lead you to carnival, with merry-go-rounds and cotton candy. Carnival Justice.



and here you are, in a coffin, a knife in your back with the smell of fresh earth surrounding you.