Illusion
I closed off all roads
That lead to me
I'm reachable if your willing to go into exile
All pathways are met with a dead-end
A haunted girl
With twisted ways
Finally willing to test her fate
Sheltered off hidden so deep
Even my own secrets I couldn't keep
Old me rest in peace
I'll look out for you in the end
Down the beaten road
Where we can finally be at peace friend
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