Reflections

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Reflections
I have been here more than once before
These shapes are more than just spaces
To me
Its more of a psychological mind fuck

In the beginning, I could not tell
The difference from whats real
And what disintegrates
But now where I stand
I can see it all
From where I stand
I can see it all

Break these bonds
I fucking hate the way it sounds when you speak
Waiting for the day
You turn around so I can watch you
Go

My sanctum may be shattered into what used to be
I will make this balance sustain
My bonds may all be broken
The lifeless seeds in me
Hopefully it can set me free

Set me free

Bring me fourth unto
A place where the curtains
Never draw

Break this cycle
Be careful for we show no mercy

And I dont want this to be my home
Its all too familiar, this cant be home
I dont want this to be my home
Nothing ever changes
This cant be home

These lights are black
This Heaven is composed
By the Fallen

Take it all back

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