Sober, sober our lives we are
made for...
Incomplete competence
raised for,
no meaning as we will to be...
Decapitated our wishes
we live free!
Favored flavors,
sarcasm in behaviors,
we are mend to be...
Deep rooted within
yet we dream painfully.
Flesh and bones,
it is me...
Incomplete yet you see.
Defining the beauty
of my reality,
confusion, distress,
abnormality...
Don't say the world
to grief,
it is uncertain and
disbelief...
It is not for your
rotten tear i live...
belief is what you are
yet to perceive...
-Tzeus
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