August 23, 2012
By Anonymous

A'last we meet the ending point
this life we've had for fun and games
going too far to feel okay
Yet do we always feel the same.

Hearing sounds move around
all feel helpless to the beat
we must be at reaching point
this dream has surely fallen down

Do we really see the reality
Or imagine what we only believe
among the group we wonder
only dreaming the awakening

Nothing is better then forgetting
all pain begins to fade away
searching the night sky alone
coming up with everything.

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