Walking asleep, everything grey to my eyes.
There is no color here, not even in the skies.
We are trapped here in this distortion,
I wish I could be free of this.
Tear me open and see what's inside.
Let it sink in that you have been deprived.
That golden moment of triumph over me
was lost to you the moment you gave in.
You've made me holy with your obsession,
pulled me into your darkened dreams.
Sanctify this proof of my recession,
bleed your apology into my screams.
~J.A.D
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