Lucid

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Don't play with my words
like you play with my heart
Dance on my tongue
Make me forget you're the reason
why I'm dead inside

You are my ending,
and yet my garden is encompassed with our memories from the beginning

Maybe i'm a psychopath
but even if I could see into the future
I wouldn't change paths,
and I wouldn't change you.

I could see the sunset from here
on the horizon there's a fire
and I'm burning with every tear
that strokes my body
It's blazing my soul
but I don't mind the flames

Is there any compromise for my lucidity
Or am I suppose to disintegrate in this vicinity

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