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Endthisday Sleeping Beneath The Ashes Of Creation

Alone I stare at the hallowed life accumulating in my hands. Forever is just their passive word to describe this unholy nothing that's been left behind

A tragedy that was years in the making. Deliver me no forgiveness because again I delivered the unforgivable. How quick we were to bury ourselves in

I gasp for one last breath, but I choke on my tongue. No words can describe this pain making me go numb. My mind is my own worst enemy, hidden away no

Playing god and pointing fingers in every direction but our own is a beautiful way to live. Creating heavens out of ashes and reaching towards the sky