Rain down on my sore bones
The gift i have long awated
See the otherside of the photograph
let me out so i can get in
My life an oximoron, a stated
contradiction as i see her laugh
on the otherside of the mirror
to get my hands on my counterpart
crazy little obsession, to an undated
time i run towards the pain
the blade that draggs me through
the other world of light and dark
deep inside i know i'm fated
to be stuck forever on this path
i still fight
i know its right
ignore her plight
squeese it tight
the flooding light
is nothing now... its...