The Sharpest Knives

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We are the sharpest knives,

The exoskeleton of daily life

We are the darkest shade,

The light no longer obeyed

And some will have to pay the price

For the debt we will leave

We guide, are guided on half advice

And half that we believe

We are the sharpest knives 

We have our disguises

The nothing of nowhere

The negative space

Things no one uses

The death of one afraid

Some need to name the price they  pay

But there is no other balance than zero

Where everyone stands,

We will fall,
Until the sky's set fallow,

From the glass of the roof,

To the roof of the ground,

What I once loved,
What I once found


Cast a spell
And trick me ever since
Now, only doubt,
Where you did exist


And you did exist
And somewhere betwixt
My mind and my master
I knew to be this
For you, I will always keep a room
A place in you could grow old
But time stands still
When I'm in your room
And until you return
There will many torturers loom