Never think highly of people.
When they fall (and they will),
They'll end up using you to break their fall.
The line between good and evil
looks blurry through the bottom of a bottle.
Leave your prayers at the door.
There will be no salvation here today.
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I'm waiting for you to ask me the right questions.
I'm tired of saying, "tomorrow will be better",
when there is no tomorrow.
Living my life in a glass case.
Wings pinned down,
fearing my escape.
...(but at least the crimson material brings out the cherry in my lips)