It was I,
Yes I,
May be I am to blame,
I am entirely to blame,
I smile at the acrid reflection,
Of the flames of love,
As it burns the heart away,
Looking at the dying embers,
I laugh hysterically,
The nightmare was real,
The reality makes me cringe,
A foul creature,
I have mutated into,
Just before I go incognito,
I’ll be gone for good,
You can stop trying,
You can stop struggling,
I am on the edge,
Jumping into the abyss,
Of no return,
Acrid Reflection
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