Who will be the victor in this bitter game we play?
Both sides fight while blinded, no matter what they say.
Blind to those that
suffer, Ignoring all their pain.
Those ones hardly matter-Just more fuel for the flames.
Judgment, condemnation- you will do as we say.
The words you speak, the thoughts you think,
You’ll live by our
design.
The light is blinding, is it not?
But is the dark much better?
It whispers to give in, to do what you desire-
Have no fear on consequence- Deal with that tomorrow.
When all is said and done, No one really wins.
Time to hit the reset button, Let existence start again.
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