There's no single point
Where we became ourselves
No sacred moment
That sent our spirit south

All these different experiences
Bouncing around our heads
Gathered from a life time
Of pleasure's painful
Pure misguided dread

Love beyond measure
A fleeting slight of hand
An absolute description
That solitude demand

Still we cannot see
Whats tearing us apart
Staring in the mirror
At our final work of art
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