All of my dreams have been tossed into the illusion of perfection.
From the aspiring serenade of youth, my heart yearned for these beautiful lies.
Dragged by pride, I attempted to find some truth in fiction.
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We always told ourselves we’d be different,
you and I.
We always told ourselves that we
would go through life together,
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I can scarcely remember those days that I believed,
That I could be anything, with hard work, and dreams.
A time when I was gullible and so conceived,
That I wasn’t bound to reality and its mundane scenes.
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