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We
Live
In a room
Full...
Of mirrors
Amidst reflections
Of what can be
Or
Should not... ever be
Us…
We aspire
To emulate…
The good…
With times we treasure
And
We find comfort
…and pleasure in…
What we hope,
Wish and dream…
We would have…
To last forever…
Still,
We make our mistakes…
Have harsh moments,
With sharp words…
Hoping to the almighty…
We will not lose our
Perfect peace…
To release the beast, within…
And break the mirror
Of love…
With words, spoken …in haste…
Breaking our vows
To live …love…
And crash …burning…
From its tower
…to fall
Into the hell space
To fall into …worlds of hate…
…to
Replace
Our then…
With
…now.
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