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Excessiveness, analysis, enduress this incisions Bare the flesh for this appetite has long since been malnourished This cycle which devours itself and soon becomes burned out Fan the flames to free myself Let this creation burn I only wish your words were lies When they slipped from your tongue Invading, so inviting To learn of what's become reflections on tainted glass Leave plains of regret on my soul Insinuation pleasure only to collapse while dwelling on mistackes of the past Depression brings forth progression Laying this path before me