Thoughts on Rails

Riding the Train of Thought


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Innocence, you bastard phase of life!
Let us grow,
And free us from our strife.

Rip the masks,
Off of dirty duality.
Release our minds
From realms of fake reality!

Die! die! innocence, die!
And never rise back up again.
May wolves roam the streets,
Untied from their chains.

We’ll survive, when we fight,
These demons face to face,
’cause we know it’s futile,
To hope for easy escape.



Written by hiway

May 18, 2012 at 3:53 pm

Posted in Uncategorized

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