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All Illusion


mattj

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Just as life seems going well,

once again it goes to hell,

claws my heart to feel this way,

this and every other day,

mirrors on a spinning wheel,

always made this way to feel,

show me light then give me dark,

pull away the very ground.

 

Once i praised you now you crush me,

leave all other pick on just me,

treat me same both young and old,

take away my one foothold.

 

Burnt and wounded in a hole,

black around me and i weep,

as the rythym dies

and with it my soul

and blackness once more

and all else was illusion

enless shades of black

endless traps of my mind.

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