Aye, what is this?
A presence long forgotten
lashes beaded with salty tears...saddness is no stranger

Resilient has my heart been
in this stubborn struggle for happiness
Hidden behind a wall of emotional scars, my heart is pierced
by self-conflicted daggers, and shattered glass reflecting my broken soul

There is no escape from my haunting madness, for my dreams only echo the
nightmare of my reality

I stray into darkness as I lie on the floor of my black sanctuary
and stain all that was once pure, with the deception pouring from my eyes
 
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