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My dreams have fallen

like a flower in cold winter wind

so here the lie

forever binned

to a broken mirror

but do not stray

its destiny grows nearer

with every passing day

so please don't go cause life

is for those who see over darkness

only the brightest

cause you are a a harkness


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⏰ Last updated: Apr 28, 2015 ⏰

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