(Jonathan Berry)

I wanted to try and show a possible conversation somebody could have with versions of themselves. Possibly a good side that was jealous of the "bad" side.

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The moments we shared echo off these cruel walls Spending ourselves purges the battered remnants Thick honey bittered by our attempt of lunacy Loyalty is still a dream for the distant reality Swing away as one to reconverge on this glorious night Join together and dance for the ghost of what was Shed our skins and smear the blood Smash the rocks against our beautiful mortality We wish we could see through your eyes Look up to see the crooked smile You, the other side of my choosing Vengeful and free, my temporary witness Who can stop your blessed crusade? Certainly not I, a fool who hides behind Me, the soft truth of what could have been Solemn and true, sanctuary to the horror Lost on the trail to redemption Fleeting and faint, punished in silence We wish you could see through XXX XXX XXXX XXXX XX XXX XXX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XX XXX XXX XXX XX XXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXX XX XX XXXXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXXX XX XXX X XX XXX XXXX XXXX XXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXX XXX XX XXX XXX XX XXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXXX XX XXXX XXXX XXXX XXX XXXX XX XX XXXX XXX XXX

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