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I feel so lost,
The moon was gone
My mind was gone
A mirror could never reflect myself
But there was a light behind it
A purple glow
How I wish to shatter the glass
Grab hold of the glow
The only good
The only sweet
Something just for me
To be loved is to be dragged to the ends of the world.
To be hated is to be thrown hundreds of feet under the earth.
To be loved is to be forced to betray all that was important to you.
To be hated is to be held close and told lies.

— The End —