The story repeats itself A moment from the past is reborn
"Slow things down" Phrase that burns you
Recollectons made of steel and stars, They ignite your life and the recording starts.
The thoughts that invade the space left behind when someone leaves
Dreams have to settle For what reality is,
you broke my skin. broke my walls, collided with my soul. you exposed me.
It's been three months, maybe more, maybe less,
A ghost in a shell
What if our bodies were just containers of flesh?
What if our minds were just mirages of contempt?
What if all that was left was a ghost in a shell?
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