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Reflections.I'm still here, at least that's what i think what's left of whatReflections.
I used to be. shadows on the sidewalk I look up, try to find hope, but the only thing there is a cloud, alone. stretching thin and thinner, clear hardly there across an upside down sea I lower my head and come across a puddle I look away from what I see i don't want to believe that reflection; the ghost is me.
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Trust Me to LieYou assured me you promised, you told me your lies. I believed you and held you, but when I knew you I died.Trust Me to Lie
Trust me, you said. I listened to it. Believe me, you said; I listened once more. Now in the shadows, I realize the only trust deserved was to trust you to lie.
So now alone I ponder often if my resolve has begun to soften. Your face brings confirmation; powerless, am I, to your machinations.
Take me, witch, for I've no fight left. Take everything, leave nothing, for I've no regrets. I promi
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