Collateral damage
Melting the core
Like a brittle stone
Key to my vault
Coughed up a vision
Demanding a lost map
Burnt and buried
Caught in a time lapse
When the colorful lies
Become a deceitful reality
A plea for salvation
Becomes a lost cause
Cold, desolate
A pyramid shaped
Closed existence
Rough around the edges
Too sharp to touch
No way to reveal
The truth inside
Shine your light on me
Truth is overrated
Would you like to get lost
In the rainbow
Of my euphemisms?
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