What are illusions made of?
Because it seems like you continue to give me false hopes
I can't dream about you, love
That would only make me die a little
Knowing the truth, is a cold lie
And that at the edge of our hope
We are still willing to give up
If I let myself believe that our future could come true
I don't know how hard reality would make me fall
And crash
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Empty Love
PoésieCould you imagine? Waking up one day And finally realize this is your end Your closure Eyes dry and hands shaking Cold heart yet warm blood ...I did I just never expected it was because of you _____________________________________________________...
