The truth hangs above our heads, with each opportunity for progression missed. I’m tired of witnessing the distance between us grow each passing second, all we have to do is offer a helping hand & warm heart. A culture divided, preventing our chance to flourish.
Rusting away within our one environment of safety. We’re burning the flames that we once ignited to bring freedom A battle to destroy our sanctuary.
External forces are tightening the grip on our life-force. Our inability to coexist will banish our potential threat.
In this simply to support your own kind, unable to show some gratitude. Corrosion of the soul.
Your sanctum fades with the walls you help to maintain. Your sanctum fades amongst the hate you inject. Your sanctum fades with the words you fail to connect. Your sanctum fades amongst the love you fail to project. I cry for you, I cry for your lack of honour, I can only hope that you wake up.
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