Brother, Sister
Keep on trying
Father, Mother
Keep on going
Loser, Winner
Keep on with your nonsense
Your heartbreak
Your incandescent light
Beating behind a stone cold heart
I hope that we can see some day
That all of us are the same
Broken little dolls tied up to puppet strings
I hope that we can see some day
That all of us are different
A puzzle pieced by fate
So keep on screaming
Keep on kicking
Keep on tick, tick, ticking
All ye who are dead and dying.
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I write
therefor I am written.
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