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Echoes bouncing off the walls
Reflecting existence time recalls
A luminescent memory sets sail
Waiting for darkness to exhale
Empty inner silence
Conflicting thoughts like violence
Surviving the storm
Alive but scorn
Traveling the forbidden path
Crushed by fates wrath
In this wasteland dust settles
Mixed colors in fused metals
Fires consume the garden leaving black
A gray reflection with a crack
An empty void consuming all that's real
Nothing but a memory of what it's like to feel
To love is to bleed
Opening up for the heartless to feed
To give is to fade
Perfection decayed