it takes to long to mend things that are shattered and splitered,
happiness is long since lived, children laugh among the brigde,
our shadows represent our past,weeping under our swollen mask,
when will I be free from the weakness as my torture,
falling bodies that are torn and broken,
my hands are filled with broken glass,
but falls with innocence
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