The Burning Bush
de From A Second Story Window
Hey there, you are a simple design
I created your lies
Hold on, this is not fair for anyone
They all think they are alive
This is my immaculate design
It's all been planned from the start
Your slipping deeper and deeper
Destroying all you held
Your words are losing their meaning
You choose to receive death
I grow increasingly weary
And I'm tired of this jest
Dear god, what made us all deserve this
There must be some other way
My son, it's far too much to handle
Just know I do this in love
You see, you are a disposable being
Don't fear...life is fake
We all exist in the same space
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