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in dreams, crystal eyes scorn and haunt; blame is set upon me
for my wanton desires, impulse, faults that all have left me blinded.
there is no rest for weary souls, no shelter to crawl back to,
there is only the road, its perils and goals that bring me back to you.
to err is human, to forgive is absurd,
with all that I've caused, I have not yet learned
how to trust, how to love, how to be in isolation.
I've avoided death, affection, friends, but could not escape damnation.
judgment day, convicted nights, hours spent alone.
a hope, a reverie, a prayer for you to come back home.