Thursday, September 1, 2016

The Illusionist

Everyone evaluates life differently
I'd choose love over truth every day
Why try to buy my secrets?
They know I'll never talk
They ask me what I want
And hate me for the answer
The only purpose in existing is the one they choose to ignore
Seeing their faces will be the only triumph I'll have left
I give my name up
To be with you
I give myself up
To be free

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