The Words of a Less Wise Man Pt1

The curse of a memory torn into the very fabric of a personality’s frame

When all the ruptured fragment conjures is a contrasting image to the projection we wish to dream

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Hate is merely love with a knife in its hand

Love is just a bar steward with a knife behind its back

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Conflict consumes resources such as sanity and stability

So do not deride a world weary man who is at war with his nature

 

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