*Author's Note: I felt really metal. So.... this is what came of that. X*
When I look out from the glass
And the echoes of its shatter remain
I remember
I don't forgive
I don't forget
On my mind is not you
But what I am to do with you
Not once did it cross my mind
That your minds figment
Was a silhouette of the future
And was what to come
My bittersweet revenge
