Whilst lingering in a hell bound past
and making uncomfortable use
of your smile
I redeem myself
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before pale flashes
of the visions you encounter
and wishes
of the rose garden blooming in winter
you come to see the harsh reality
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no given reason will come
nor foreign obstacles
to your daily redemption
and a surprisingly valuable scenery
reminds you of these times
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setting yourself up as a negative ploy
for but the upmost gravely feelings
and destined an unpatched fate
your mind is empty
and your soul drops dead
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