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Break Down
My mind in tears, the worse of my mind yet in mourning within fears.
Learning from the seers. looking through glass doors and shining mirrors.
For the forsaken mind wishing to hold near, close to my heart meaning most dear. Shed no more, not one tear upon the shedding mind torn a mere.
Yet I'm still somehow here inside this mortal world of scorn, ripen upon my heart and left a bloody thorn.
Likes of the world has been killing me, hurting the life force that was given to me.
Yet who might this be, shape, form, what might I see?
This reality in vision it's just insanity.
Broken dimensions slammed in the vortex, not sure whats left of me.
