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Encroaching agonies The torment in my dreams A loathing sense of peace Engages me And while the withered willow weeps In silence as the sun light sleeps The peace fuels a fire of ire I find embellishing There is no reason Or rhyme to life Purpose must not be defined When you let your will to live Succumb doubt and fear You grant victory to your enemy And your burdens reappear Tread lightly when the wolf in Sheeps skin cries out In fabrication The attention brought Will all be lost in the Ruins of defamation Ignorance laments In forbearance Existing until the end Callus to living in the moment To pushing the torment Until a natural expiration Defiance fills the void The darkness redeployed An arrogance of ignorance Misunderstood A severed silence slowly speaks In tantalizing tongues through teeth The guile grief garrote As a quaint quelling creeps There is no reason Or rhyme to life Purpose must not be defined When you let your will to live Succumb doubt and fear You grant victory to your enemy And your burdens reappear Tread lightly when the wolf in Sheeps skin cries out In fabrication The attention brought Will all be lost in the Ruins of defamation Ignorance laments In forbearance Existing until the end Callus to living in the moment To pushing the torment Until a natural expiration We are all terminal The cancer irreversible Blinded by our perceptions Fading through seas of deception Aware of innate infection To achieve a cheap perfection We are all terminal The cancer irreversible Blinded by our perceptions Fading through seas of deception Aware of innate infection To achieve a cheap perfection