With The Reflection Of Self (In Dying Arms)

What is it to feel more? when I will never be complete. The part of me that's missing has forever been erased from me. Slut, I've had enough of your fucking lies Shut the fuck up. Where can a man find his strength? when his happiness is placed in the hands of another? My insecurities have gotten the best of me; Living with incompletion, is my burden to hold The past has reflected my being now that my white has been shaded with this grey; Is there a possibility I could have you? Just for another day...