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My World of old.


A pain deep to tell in words, all colors fade from my world.
Never say die, never give up, but how to show you what I’m made of?
Wearing a mask I am hiding, from all that I once had.
I wish that I could show you, the world I once had.
I wish that I could tell you about the love I once felt.
For a star has died leaving a hole to deep for the world to fill.
But I will try to show you the ruins of a world of old; something must be felt rather than told.
But I will try to show you, the ruins of my world of old.



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