Taking care to not take care, We’re falling to despair, Empty feelings are too real, Would you want to disappear? Keep reminding me what you feel, Help me feel like I’m still here, Like nothing else, it was so real.
Interlude has ended… Still, Miracles don’t happen here. Where are we? What’s the year? Everything is closed, but no one’s here, To sit and listen, and, to hear.
You can scream, but no one hears, Bigger picture disappears. What is life? – Just a set of pieces, Painful memories and stitches.
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