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That's all.
That's all I have.
The health bar is red.
I've given my best moves.

Waking up with bloodloss from the back.
Dehydration has infiltrated my rotten mouth.

This new found clarity, this wretched curse.
Brightness buried in the back of a hearse.

Spite turns.
Spite turns round.
A spit in the eyes.
Numb tongue to boot.

It is a given that I'm due a slowburned death
if I dare to walk into this crowded sweatbox full of lies.

With peering eyes...

This new found clarity, this wretched curse.
Brightness buried in the back of a hearse.
Should I stay blind...?

The pleasures are so hollow, the victories small.
My endurance is red liquid, splattered against the walls.
The pleasures so hollow.
The victories small.

Should I stay blind...?
©2009 ~appleyard86
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:iconlovesknight:
Like the game analogy there bro :thumbsup: I think I get what you're trying to say here....

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:music:Dreamer with the dream dreams on
And the laughter and the song plays on
Till the darkness of the night is gone
Till the morning brings the light shine on
Shine on forever:music:

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