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i’m exiled in my sorrow
but i never stand alone
those who’ve dared to wonder me
know this to be their home
cause, like me, they’ve been left behind
by futures endlessly
the ire they dare not deny
was once their love of need

an innocence summoned to death
a future lost in morrows past
once enough for never again
when forever laughs the last

an image in the mirror
i can’t seem to recognize
a soul-dead skin resurfaced
and a face left paralyzed

where the glooms soul-search like parasites
and the embers glow of the darkest light
today’s blood spilt unto tonight
the future of yesterday’s blight

an innocence of nether’s depth
a future doomed to mirror past
once enough to make amends
with a forever never to last

i’m lost for always, left behind
a maze with no escape inside
a mind i never recognize
that which i believe to be mine

the love my heart needs by design
the dreams of peace which i require
the misery i wish to behold
lay within my hands to unlock my soul

i shove my sword into my heart
a hole in the wake of where souls depart
those who bear witness to mortality’s domain
may they feel my blood flow like teardrops of rain

but the heart can live
where love cannot roam
and i bleed of its pain
though i break of my own
but the heart can live
in hate’s dire throes
and dare i should survive
i’ll ascend to its throne




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