Wandering the mists of your mirage,
I look for what i lost,
Sanity is slipping away,
Just like the ghosts of our past.
As the darkness takes control,
The devil crawls under my skin,
Trying to reach for your hands,
But I’m bounded by what i sin.
As the chaos rots my core,
My soul slowly loses its shine,
Repenting what hath been done,
For you were once actually mine.
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