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Purist realist manipulates

Purist realist segregates

Purist realist on their own terms

Purist realist, you never learn

Inner loathing, the mounting hate

Hundred fights, a thousand regrets

Sacrifice

You wear me like a second skin

Dwelling on a scene of bitter love

Harping on some forgotten war

The shadow former self

Purist realist manipulates

Purist realist segregates

Purist realist on their own terms

Purist realist, you never learn

Two-faced preacher

Denied yourself

Purist realist

A rotting state of grace

Sacrifice

You wear me like a second skin

The shadow former self

Cannot be me

Cannot be me

Cannot be me

Cannot be me

Cannot be me

Cannot be me

Cannot see the once-treasured

Depleting life it shows in you weakness, impotence

Inability to have spoken

Summarizing that teasing

That non-restricted feelings set in a moment

In dealing

Return to the source of regret