Clutch Onto a Illusionary Feeling
I let myself fall for it, the unreachable bright star. It's like his brightness was too sparky for the grey I once was stained with before. And all what we had is gone with the wind too far, I feel so small! I know he watches me bleed my love, rusted all over the floor. I remember everything that can be forgotten. I thought I knew it all, I seem to know nothing but a bit of him more. I wish I stop seeing my shadow everywhere I go.. I wish I could see more of him on the brick side wall. I wish the wishing is possible for us to get together once more. I wish only I could see his face instead the hole in my core. I feel broken, I feel so torn up. I feel just little, or I'm cracking off like an old wheel. I hadn't got to say goodbyes. He stays inside my deepest spot for as long as I'm liv this suck life.
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