SIGHT BEFORE

the feelings that lie hidden in my heart ridicule my villainy
the figure reflected in the mirror is unrecognizable, in such disarray

while looking for chances for intoxication, i just wait for the apocalypse to come...
i cannot see my prophesized future self at all

only in dreams can we touch those who have passed away
there are no days to look back on or things to search for

soon the world will turn on
with words that cannot return, i breathe out these sins
as i try look back on the past, its no where to be found

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