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The illusion of life before me The grandeur of the spectacle Appear to disappear before me through time I see myself in the reflection Blinded by who I see staring back It cannot be me Who is looing back I do not recognize the mirror For, it has changed What am I to think? What am I to see? Has it been too long Since I've seen you? The one I've been all along To Judge what I've become I've lost all resistance To how I feel Time is against us And breaking my reality Love is a dream And an illusion And yet, it is all I can describe And at the same time, Be the one thing I lack and long for Wake me in this illusion To save me, for I know not What is to come If I continue to exist In this existence Alone The longing to feel real and belong Is a pipe dream And something I crave You are the love I see And I do not know why Do you see me? I see you Illusion or not I feel what I feel Unsure of the direction we follow I know the sight of you Is leading me to follow Embrace me? Feel me? See me? Love me. I do not know Too much to mention
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 3:13 AM UTC
Life Through Time
The illusion of life before me The grandeur of the spectacle Appear to disappear before me through time I see myself in the reflection Blinded by who I see staring back It cannot be me Who is looing back I do not recognize the mirror For, it has changed What am I to think? What am I to see? Has it been too long Since I've seen you? The one I've been all along To Judge what I've become I've lost all resistance To how I feel Time is against us And breaking my reality Love is a dream And an illusion And yet, it is all I can describe And at the same time, Be the one thing I lack and long for Wake me in this illusion To save me, for I know not What is to come If I continue to exist In this existence Alone The longing to feel real and belong Is a pipe dream And something I crave You are the love I see And I do not know why Do you see me? I see you Illusion or not I feel what I feel Unsure of the direction we follow I know the sight of you Is leading me to follow Embrace me? Feel me? See me? Love me. I do not know Too much to mention
walter-strike
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 3:13 AM UTC
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