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I'm haunted, I'm daunted
By your reflection.
It drags me back for penance
At the court of confession.

Wasted and graceless
And longing for connection
I wasted another's grace
And destroyed our creation.
Fall down.

I long for tears, or guilt, or shame,
Or anything to cry out.
But I feel nothing inside
And there's nothin' comin' from my mouth.
Head down.

I fanned the flames, the end is nigh
And I must be alone.
As one, not a pair that I'm not built for
Not a pair I'll turn to stone.
And burn down.
Burnt down.

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