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Jul 3
You sold me a dream that I never wanted to end
But everything you sold was just pretend
Atoms ripped in two
And the truth bleeds through
Tears fell down like rain from the sky
When I uncovered the weapon you sold was a lie
Too arrogant to see past your cosmic gaze
That this dream was just a nightmarish maze
Now I'm sat here alone waiting for those atoms to realign
And turning that dream into mine
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
(22/M/England)   
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