The end of a story

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A dream that finished today
It was like a parallel world I could say.
So real the pain through it
So harmful the love it lit.
How could I know that this is really the end though?
I asked looking at the mirror which was my own foe.
I realised there was something different.
It could be described as a scent.
A breath of fresh air breaking through life.
Behind it knowing there was a knife
How could I feel anything like this?
It just went away like an incomparable hiss.
A mind being sore and shaken to the core
Yet a sense of security I couldn't ignore.
A mess through a beautiful experience.
Now, a new person could finally commence.

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