Im standing at the line.
The train is about to leave,
should Ill leave it all behind?
Goodbye misfortune,
you sure have been kind.
Its my time to dance,
forget the pain, slide
into a black hearted ace.
I have yet to remember
the path that I have come,
as soon it may re-enter,
destiny lies to us all.
We are nothing but misled
into violence and war,
the media that denies,
fairy tales out of lies.
Embodied in a prison,
attached to time itself.
How can we not see
truth for what it really is.
Our own mind hides the infinite from us!
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