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Porcelain
This broken string will lay
Next to the desecrated me
These faded lines define
The principals that we never see
I'll never see, and I will never be
I'll never be, and I will never see
Come play
These busted lenses all break
There's too much damage at the seams
Discarded, left behind
Beneath the crimson colored dreams
What will tomorrow hold
Will I find purpose in the end
Redemption for the dead
Pain that the loneliness can bring
I'll never see, and I will never be
I'll never be, and I will never see
Come play with me
All I ask through forced cobwebbed gasp
Please
Please just this once
Remove me from my shelf of shattered dreams
Am I'm just your toy?
You don't need me
You cast me away
But I'm still here
Left dealing with today
Next to the desecrated me
These faded lines define
The principals that we never see
I'll never see, and I will never be
I'll never be, and I will never see
Come play
These busted lenses all break
There's too much damage at the seams
Discarded, left behind
Beneath the crimson colored dreams
What will tomorrow hold
Will I find purpose in the end
Redemption for the dead
Pain that the loneliness can bring
I'll never see, and I will never be
I'll never be, and I will never see
Come play with me
All I ask through forced cobwebbed gasp
Please
Please just this once
Remove me from my shelf of shattered dreams
Am I'm just your toy?
You don't need me
You cast me away
But I'm still here
Left dealing with today
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