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Another dream is breaking up
and its complimenting sorrow
Another nightmare starting up
and its feeding the pain.

..All the questions inside my head
..are just going nowhere
..And this blessed & broken road
..is whispering my name.

The fainted answers & suggestions fade
breeding a blistering tomorrow
Burning memories & dreams we made
the tainted sunlight comes again.

..I have my reflection right in front of me
..staring at my conscience
..But I'm afraid to take a look at it
..What if it imitates?

All the moonlight fairy tales
sometimes makes my thoughts, sometimes breaks them.
The life and death carousel
always finds someone to blame..

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Written by Wake