A day like today where the suffering's worse than fate
What one does with it is much more potent
Writing off lies knowing no one has spoken
A life made of action
Choose
A life made of anguish
We all choose
If we all chose to wade through this chemical waste
Would the diagnosis matter in normalcy's haste?
I beg to differ
I beg to no one
I beg with the dividend that I'm left alone
Say what you will say in turn with a severance
Buried in deep with the rubble that came with this
No one can tell what tomorrow will do with this
Angelic s still sing of a demon kiss

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