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peace of the sanctuary

the peaceful illusion floats before me
made of the very glass that frees me
from that other world the one they
call real, but i know better.....

as the crimson stream begins to flow
my illusion resurrects itself from the
shards now red with my blood

as i lie bleeding i can't feel the pain
i no longer hear the screams of the dead
and dying.... what do they matter to me now?

oblivious in my private oblivion, i find peace
for this place inside, is my sanctuary

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