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Now turn your head

And look at all the things we left behind us

Torn apart as time went by

Nothing seems more pitiful

Yet still struggling here we stand

In reflection of our past

Together held by unconscious commands

Deadly tightened as entwined strands

Stumbling over a broken mosaic

Our desperate existence at the verge

Caught in a painful web of sharpened fragments

Injured and hopeless we surrender