A decrepit man intently stares
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At the now calm lifeless horizon
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While most of his memories no longer exist
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There is one never fading
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I was alive with youthful integrity
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A cold december night
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Accosted my senses whisper of the wind
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Shaped my reality
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Took by surprise decayed pretenses
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I deciphered the meaning
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To my advantage delivered false promises
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Baited the trap
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Deceptively clever I engaged the victim
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Gained pure conviction
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With deceitful lies I taught myself
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To be abhorrent
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Took admiration of helpless thoughts
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Sufferance was comfort
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Like blankets in winter a cold heart hidden
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Misfortune always evident always there
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Each day a new veil hiding the past
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Compassion had vanished
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Leaving no trace my newfound guile
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Is my future
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There is no shame when harm is blind
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Contemplate the unknown
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Whose eternal rest would always stir
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A mind at ease
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If only he knew his only victim
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Was in the mirror
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They say self-reflection is good for the soul
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And cleanses the blood
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But if your heart is oblivious To your grasp of life
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Then the gray shadows down at your feet
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Fade into black and vanish
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Desolation unaware
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As you look at yourself endure the pain
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See the fear deep in your eyes
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As you hide behind a blank disguise
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A decrepit man intently stares at the now
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Calm lifeless horizon
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While most of his memories no longer exist
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There is one never fading
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You look in disbelief as you see your own life
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With his tragedy
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Hopeless destiny in your mind you cannot
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Fight what you soon will see
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Your eyes shed the tears of blood
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You can't ever hide
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When you see the visions behind vacant eyes
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Behind Vacant Eyes
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Fall Of Empyrean |