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I drew close to my dream
Only to realize that this star was aflame
And it was ashes falling on me not rain
Now here I sit in their warm embrace
And stare around me in desolation
What to do now?
I wander this grey landscape
Like a zombie in chains
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I cry from vacant eyes
For eyes rotted long ago
And ran over my face
Morbid tears of defeat
But still I walk
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What is it that keeps me up?
Why do I not just lay down and die?
But something inside me refuses to yield
Despite every reason to do so
And the withering wind blows flesh away
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