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Together As One
I cry alone in a sad illusion
that means nothing, caught
between feelings that tear
my insides apart in a fury
that only hell could bring.
transparent man that
brings joy to everyone
except the one he lives with,
unstable in the mind with
wits that lash out at the
unprepared fools who
foolishly try to take advantage
of his good fortune.
He stands atop the mountain,
looking down on the valleys
that hold the truth that he
searches for, but yet he does not
come down. Pride takes over, pride
mixed with fear that
haunts his evolution into happiness.
Your lies bring him down, but
hate only brings him up. Him
is me, and I am him. We stand
alone, we cry alone, we are alone.