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Jilted at the altar,

My hands tremble in shame

Eyes damned to stay hidden,

I wish they forget my name

It's a long way back to the road now,

My epic detour just made me insane

Wove a story with fraying threads,

Framed my world in a broken windowpane

Now my reflection's smudged and scarred,

But i've got no one else to blame,

Regret comes with a price,

And my pockets are empty, conscience - frayed

Can't meet the eyes of society,

They scorch my skin with their pity and disdain

I've got nothing to offer,

They've got nothing to gain.

Alone beneath the dome of dreams,

Still in a haze,

Your promise was a heady drug,

Who thought you would ever betray?

You let me bleed, but didn't let me escape,

Who knew you were just a blade?

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