I lost myself in a world
were to die is the only way to get some rest
The more I try to forget
the more i fall apart
to understand this life style is so funny
i missunderstood the rules
who knew the moon would be the sun
dim soft light above me
as tears of shame and guilt
fall right though me
speak of nothing
i'll hope for the best
will this stay the same
or will you runaway like everything
in Life
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