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The chaos ensembles in cold Victorian shadows, Rush swirls throughout faceless crowds, Marching towards the everlasting danger, Hopelessly drawn to their greatest fears, Vagabonds of love jump relentlessly, Leaving bruises as they move heart to heart, Enemies longing for acceptance found in hate, Loathing those who are mirroring their souls, Simplicity itself runs your life rampant, Drowning in a distorted reality of dreams, Masked and anonymous, he grips your heart, Promising joy and peace as he pulls you in, Lies cast shadows in the catch lights of your eyes, Falling so slowly to the beat of the world, Fearing nothing and everything, your heart curls, We’re all left dry and worn in the end, We’re all abandoned and hurt as time ends.