blinded from the truth my own gloom
trying to get lost in a mental state
constantly running from my own fate
somewhere in the dark, a small candle shines
traitors seeking refuge in their own minds
late blooming flowers and a garden path
narrow minded leaders and their cruel wrath
ignorant minds
do think alike
cradled in the flashing light
there is no peace
only release
do not try to fool your needs
karma is impatient to
cold-heartedly consume you
do not test the limits or you will find
that the universe never was kind
expectations of a young heart
eventually tear themselves apart
only ask for what you really need
and you will find tranquility
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