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This vein of false forgiveness
runs through it all
and everything
we would have become
is whitewashed from reality.

and we are left to wonder hollowly
if we would have been better off
leaving this business alone.

Sirens chanting failingly
from crumbling cliffs
and we still can't believe
that fantasy
means nothing in this world

we will all go under some day.

we will all fall.

pleas for sanity
fail, always

and everyone has a prison
with their name etched on the wall...