Blinded Child, don't you see it all now.
Can't you picture everything you dominated, accomplished, and put all your courage with all your hard work collapse into pieces.
You can't see your childish dreams, adolescent fantasies, and the juvenile pride of being able to take over the world.
You've been mistaken with the world you thought you could take over when your a slave in your own world child.
Your just a forgotten, lost, interesting, and cheap piece of art that could never rank high to its own place in an art gallery.
You let yourself grow up to fast, managed to crack the mirror with disappointment and anger; Corrupted your mind with silly ideas that deserted you in the real world.
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