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Lyric: Squeack
I'm walking through ruins of a past time,
growing visions deep within, as I remember,
with closed eyes I'm gazing at memories,
at pictures of once beloved time,
they are dancing, revealing my depth,
like an act, in a Shakespeare,
I see it all in front of me,
a tragedy, a fallen me, at the end of this tale.
Annons
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