Going to rest
Because the pictures
Simulated by the eyes
Are tired from all these colours and lights
Don't know if this is real or not.
...
Going to rest
Not knowing what will happen tomorrow
Because tomorrow doesn't exist
Just a simulation on our heads
For those who survived another night
...
What could death be?
Our body goes to the grave,
our mind shuts down,
but will the soul go to heaven?
Or to Purgatory?
...
Pictures in our minds
Functioning by the lights
Zooming out or zooming in
Like seconds passing by
...
Tick tock, tick tock
The pictures appear in our minds
Tick tock, tick tock
You need the answer, but don't know how
Tick tock, tick tock
Everyone born is going to die
...
We don't know why or how...
Everything is atoms....
Our body, our soul, the items around us,
Our mind putting clues to all the little things
Into our eyes... What wonderful magic...
But living here, we don't know why or how....
What a mysterious life....
"Lucripa"
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Lucripa
-x Just a rant! x-
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