It’s like a paper cut,
Deep made in my heart,
This pain…
That I’m sure I can’t explain.
It’s like the death of my brain,
My body and soul are dying in vain,
For another dream of mine,
That proved to be the end of the line.
It’s another end for me,
Maybe that’s how it should be.
It’s another fantasy,
Destroyed by reality.
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