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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Endless oceans hide you from true peace Lightning stricken from reality Fabrics torn into your form Teardrops hiding secret agony Of these waters we were born Only to be lost within their depths Told that we must wage our wars If we wish to earn respect Blood is shed and draws the beast From the mist it did emerge Fatality rests upon our shoulders Whispers in your ear that death has learnt All your secrets and every lie There's no hiding from your reflection As you see it they stare back With no meaning, time's suspension As you realize you have no protection From the demons that you face Within your own might, weakness beckons Every love has been erased Now your face holds no expression For this moment you'll be safe When you realize it was the waters That form the mirror, that interlaced Every moment you thought your own Was but an Illusion, nothings changed No more knowledge could be kept For the words are forever chained Memories repressed into non existence Any true wishes now are caged This is the life of the death you feign Exertion is held but never remains Your essence leaking from your core Drops of soul upon the ground Eyes that don't see any more Lips that meaning never found Spirits stretch beyond the walls That now surround you is this room You hear frequencies and music derived from instruments with no tune With a shiver on your spine You see your strings and you assume To feel the presence that hides your shadow For it is the curse cast by the Moon.
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