Draw a line , stand divided ,
Confuse the desire for another ,
The notions have collided ,
Ones to take , others to smother ,

Sideline your angels from the violence ,
The line is just a field ,
Ringing with the sound of silence ,
To which you will yield

The line has divided ,want or need,
A choice to make , a mind to feed ,
Once chosen , twice shy ,
Need or want , bid one goodbye..

A choice divided , love or regret ,
Time will make it clear ,
The latter would make you want to forget ,
That the choice was made of fear ,

It is now that you realise ,
That angels and demons are alibis ,
Your mind is just a playground ,
And chaos is the only sound.


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