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| Revolution I look in the mirror, and what do I see? Mounds of shattered glass plunged into my heart. I make soft puddles of red on the clean white carpet. Draining the life from me with every drop. I'm not sure I feel it though, As the warm liquid slides down my skin, all I feel is lost, And all I see are memories. Laughing faces, seemingly angelic in the eyes of God, But corruptible in the eyes of the fallen angel. They taunt and tease me, and guess that I am not listening. But I am, I hear all and see all. I see what you do to me, that lies in the mirror's images. I hear the pain you cause me. I hear my screams as I am again thrown into despair. I also feel, I am human after all. I feel the knife as you stab me, I feel my heart being torn out. I can feel my love, trust, faith and soul flying out of my skin. I feel your uncaring emotions. I am at my last thread. I am tired of being your slave! I am tired of your demonic eyes, And I am tired of your wishes! It is time for me to arise! I will have my revenge, To hell with you all! To hell with you all! I will have my revenge! |
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