Broken Illushen


The illushen of the world around me is falling appart,

and now i see how cruel this world can really be.

How it tests you and takes away all purity,

nothing is really as it seems.

I'm not a strong as i apear,

My core is whereing thin.

Nothing to show it but the cuts on my skin,

Wile this world falls apart around me,

I see the broken illushen i am ot ment to see.



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