trying to get you from the moon that is my mind, im frozen in time trying to save what is left of you, from the new persona you have to my old flame, trying to be tame with you, for im troubled in reflection with the past thats quite mast, is it to bask in memories unless the task leads me to the flask, thats to hard in time as is easy as a dime reflection does wonders for positive emotion not to cry but to find you when im blue, the hero is to sacrifice for one's land, the physcalogical toll is my last, going insane is my broken cast, the mirror is my nightmare with a new life to live with no new crushes only memories to keep me awake, the number is reversed but turned in life from peronia to axisles i know but theory i must reflect is it a blessing or a curse, the horror i must finish to understand why i dont dream of you anymore, but time was just a killing system that i can only think not do anymore, it was every wheres, to go insane is from the pain, to sustain, i cant help but to beleve the loner is me, to be set free
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