Everytime I close my eyes,
I see your face.
It reminds me of the fact,
That I'll never find my place.
When I sleep,
You're in my dreams.
And my life surely isn't
As good as it seems.
Like your promises
You broke me.
To my heart
You hold the key.
My dreams are made of
False hopes and wishes.
My heart is full of
scars and blemishes.
I always dream of you
And our old days.
My mind is trapped
In this thick haze.
I finally woke up,
But I'm still tired of life.
Tired of going on
With this pointless strive.
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