Listening to: Time of Cholera
This faith pronounces beauty through fragility
It bears the pain of ten thousand saviors,
fettered and bound by a love unreal.
Unable to convey to the rest of the World,
the reasons behind.
It drives a wedge between the faithless and the blind.
A great divide
That serves to seperate the two without hope of reconciliation.
We are those without sight, nailed, and dying for what we believe.
We stand alone
but we stand above.
We fall alone
but we fall with love
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