01 Sep 2014
I hear an echo from an enchanted place. It has the face of my imagination. The echo is louder when I'm feeling alone Will I be shown alternative directions The voice of the past talks to fast for me to hear. Is this the chance answer that I've been proudly awaiting? Now is the time. This times for real. This time is going to feel. When the sky gods call you with a crystal dropped into your hands. The sparkle of your high life will talk to a million fans. I'm willing and I'm able. A difference that has no meaning here. For the world to be stable I need to stand alone. A gift of life to take for granted. Delivered with no wrap and label. No signature of fondest love. There exists our final destiny crushing desires of immortality Broken minds in broken people. Empty ideas from restrained and see through. An insane world violently rejected. So much love misdirected. I happiness expected. But from the glitter ball I sparkle. Drawn deep into the hour glass. Our time here is numbered as I fall into a future past.
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