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A Realization Wrapped In Bloody Glass

It's all so picture esc Like a movie scene where everybodys dead You're left there grasping on regret With your will rotting like the corpse in your hands Wishing that you could just sink into the sand But your burning fading to ash Now the grounds turned to glass Dazed, staring into the skin of your reflections Covered in bruises and contusions That come to view like a lifted illusion That were held down by your false solutions Cracking the mirror won't change the reflection the pieces Anger and hate increases You lay there in a well of bloody tears As beautiful as broken glass Sit there tossing turning Rolling in blood burning You grew accustomed taste of death Passing through your breath Which only now you regret It seems you weren't prepared for the brutality Of your wicked reality

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