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What are you waiting for?
Your death will come regardless,
time never leaves you be.
Our world is ever heartless,
a twisted reality.
Lest ourselves be honnest,
depart from tyrany.
Then moderately faultless,
we'll face our destiny.
Look into my eyes of green,
see you looking back.
Find your-self so serine,
make your-self retract.
Find your soul, wash it clean,
calmly you react.
Then no more in-between,
the first and second act.
Enjoy.
This is what its like for me,
a tainted whisper you cannot see.
What does it take to be free,
and will I find it inside of thee?
Does this thought create glee,
or in turn make you flee.
Do you recall just who'll you'll be?
When face to face, eye to eye, with me.
Whadda ya think?
