I sit and see which surrounds me

Awakened, the tattered and torn

Not unlike the words inside me

Should it forever be true

The Lies, frozen, shall it besought you

Oh, Such Peculiarity!

I smile with sweet sadness

My Reward lies ahead.

And the moment I should find you

Should I tell you, the end?

This irony!, the things which still surround me

Bitter the memories, recovered

When will they come due?

Each forgotten moment

Which ended it all …

May you forever ask

You cannot fight it away

It shall follow behind you..

Each picture on the wall

The things taken away from me

Was it worth it all?

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Such Peculiarity!

Fate, I must believe, holds a place for you

Tightly, wrapped should you see me

Now you know

The songs they sing, in hell.