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Feb 2021
Clock is ticking as time goes by
The memory of you still burns
My mind is lost, my heart is broken
Funny, how the table turns

You said you're gonna make it right
You knew me all too well
If we meet again one night
All I'm saying is "Go to hell"

No fire left now, only ashes
Falling slowly to the ground
Dust and snowflakes mixed together
The grey of sky, the shade of sun

Imaginary star
Shadow404
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Shadow404  16/F
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   Jason
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