One more time.
words pull the pin
Detonate the pain
Active again.
Love's song from a siren, serenading
A source of mildewed joy
Tainted by the knowledge
As man forever is cursed
Scars are stars that never made it
Laying dead as if it never were
Reality is a vestibule of death
Only you can change yourself.
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