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What will become of us?
We feed off loving lust
We’re a land of dark places
Merely a sanctuary of blank faces

The mirror was shattered
Destroying all that mattered
Society spared a lucky few,
But left me with a distorted view

All day under the magnifying glass
I find a friend in my sheets alas
A mind so suffocated it can’t get out
The cumbersome body just floats about

Will we ever love the one they want?
Can happiness exist without a blunt?
Can we eat without seeing it again?
Can we drink without a splash of sin?

A million frowns to one smile
Saving us will take a while