Tesla Loy

Between my hearse and my coffin
Layed to rest, buried, laying still
Eyes closed, makeup perfected
No remorse, a finale-the corpse
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We all wear masks, you took yours off.
Now I learn who you really are.
Trust and faithfulness ran off with my heart.
Under my mask, what do I hide?
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One color I’ll remain, but the color hasn’t been decided
Red for passion and desire, Blue-white flame to light my fire
Black is a momentary death, Grey the color of my breath
Green for fertility and grace, Yellow sun shines down on my face
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The ebb of the tide
has changed with the stars
The end of my life
began with one life
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Too scared for the realization to hit me
Too strong for me to let me be me
Too careful to swerve and hit the tree
Too hungry for knowledge to let the cravings be
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Destroyer, rapist, coward, faithless, nameless
Creature, saviour, hero, believer, -
I see all of your sides, no one but you sees mine
I try and believe, maybe these scars will fade
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Silent tears, made to be broken
No strength inside, I am strangled
No place to safely hide
My single rosebud fading fast
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Straying far from the truth
Forgetting the beginning, ignoring the root
The Soul, ripped from it’s hold
Beaten and withering,
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This last call for help, left unanswered
One sentence, more than one specific word
All this, a defenseless soul muttered
No reply from anyone was uttered
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