As elaborated, it's done
The passion is gone
You went left, and I, right
Things are out of sight and tight
There's nothing in common
Between you and I. Now, I am a demon
And you, the angel of death
Oh! I am neither brute nor deaf
Our union is dead, done and gone
We have nothing in common
You now live in Mars
What a lunatic! What a farce
Everything is dead, done and gone
You have moved on, flown on
And I must not defy my instincts
Now everything sucks and stinks
For now. My heart is afire
And I am in pain, in destitute attire
The trash can is full of ash
That's our past, in a flash.
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