Nothing is of sense, all is of
ideas
Truth is a lie in
perceptions we die
If only inside, within our minds
Because I tried, I
hid and cried
Another day another way
I played a game
When it pours it rains
Lightning hit, the
scared shall quit
Fear controls, no one will know
It’s the end, the
time has come
I once was lost but now am gone
Birds and rats, and
mice and cats
Equality is all off balance,
That’s all I know
Ill end this show,
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