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The Haunted The Reflection

No escape after death Condemned to agony Heads of his victims have returned to haunt Dripping with blood, rotted and gaunt The pain is reflected to

me well Wearing thin, wearing down, my heart is bleeding out My hands shake as I hold this weight Of another hard molded face without a name The reflection

land I duck down, I stick my head up my dick is being sucked down, by a bitch named what now I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars Look at the reflection

in gold Fall the colors at the dock A mother tells her son Darling, look at the sparks You hold my attention Without even trying A beautiful reflection

folded through the hurt So sorry So sorry [Verse 2] Memories, my mind still replays Comforts and thoughts Still I awake The presence of you is haunting for chase Reflecting

of the Valley Let Your sweet aroma fill my life Rose of Sharon, show me How to grow in beauty in God's sight Fairest of ten thousand Make me a reflection

Illume says, "The candle that I burn" A reflection in the window all the way to point dune Illume, like it dances I am a cliff dweller from the old school

a door half open A painted light bulb swings Casting someone's shadow Reaching towards me Something draws me here, not sure Feeling drained, still I am curious Haunts

Seizing My Body To Wake Through The Languid Hours Of Day Excised In The Blood Of My Pain The Sombrous Call Of The Silence Haunts Me...Allures Me....