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This sadness does not deserve a place in me.
Maybe once before,
But not anymore.
This darkness is where I got comfortable,
But it does not belong here,
Not anymore.
The love I longed for is now what I take for granted,
Blindly before,
But not anymore.
Words that hit like daggers,
Words I may have caused,
But through the thoughts in all the fog,
I wont be her, anymore.
She used to have such tiny horns,
But I lit fires that gave her more
More control of all my thoughts
But now I see, I've never fought.
I let my mind become so weak,
So weak it was impressionable to all sorts of the things
The things I swore I'd never see,
But all those things she came to be.
When in times of desperate rage,
I unleashed her from her cage
And that's when she began shaping me,
And all the world was hers to see.
But then I noticed, she is MY strength.
And she is no longer in the seams
Of all the corners holding my mind
In all the places I used to hide.
She took my sight as her own,
She bacame strong and fully grown
But the tiny part in my soul,
The one that knows the feels of home
Brought my visions back to me
And while she screamed my soul whispered to me
"You are stronger than the clutches you've used, and now that the pain has become fully you,
We can open your eyes to the good it's done
And though you lost now you'll see what youve won
While you were accommodating the blackness you've seen,
We were painting the picture youd always dreamed."
Maybe once before,
But not anymore.
This darkness is where I got comfortable,
But it does not belong here,
Not anymore.
The love I longed for is now what I take for granted,
Blindly before,
But not anymore.
Words that hit like daggers,
Words I may have caused,
But through the thoughts in all the fog,
I wont be her, anymore.
She used to have such tiny horns,
But I lit fires that gave her more
More control of all my thoughts
But now I see, I've never fought.
I let my mind become so weak,
So weak it was impressionable to all sorts of the things
The things I swore I'd never see,
But all those things she came to be.
When in times of desperate rage,
I unleashed her from her cage
And that's when she began shaping me,
And all the world was hers to see.
But then I noticed, she is MY strength.
And she is no longer in the seams
Of all the corners holding my mind
In all the places I used to hide.
She took my sight as her own,
She bacame strong and fully grown
But the tiny part in my soul,
The one that knows the feels of home
Brought my visions back to me
And while she screamed my soul whispered to me
"You are stronger than the clutches you've used, and now that the pain has become fully you,
We can open your eyes to the good it's done
And though you lost now you'll see what youve won
While you were accommodating the blackness you've seen,
We were painting the picture youd always dreamed."
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