Departed dreams
in which they made a plastic utopia
See the light of day
fake chains in the plastic utopia
Nobody’s coming down this hall
of serrated edges a bladed wall
Departed dreams
in which they made a plastic utopia
See the light of day
fake chains in the plastic utopia
A tapestry of sorrow, is ignored
and the garden of decay, remains unexplored
Who wants to see this tragedy unfold
like a map to hell itself
decaying jars of wasted hope left on the shelf
fake lives wrapped in plastic
a nightmare wrapped in plastic
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