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Thinking about day and night..
Following the Sun and Stars at night
Fairytales are just an ironic thing..
Wanna cry aloud, but
No tears left to cry...
Cursing my faith
Turning up eight..
Is it just now an illusion of eyes?
Eyes wanna be wet, but
No tears left to cry...
Want to fly high..
And try my luck
But it sucks,
Want to move on..
Want to pour my heart out, but
No tears left to cry..
I want to try last time..
Leaving the world behind me.
Wanna cry and pour out, but
No tears left to cry..
Like water dries after Sun comes..
My eyes also dry after my life
Met with that unaccepted accident..
Which turn to be the worst incident....
Want to pour out,but
No tears left to cry...
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Written by: 1234aayu
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