It was in the early days of our lives
We met
She was so beautiful
My eyes could not stop admiring
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The street is my home
It is where I belong
I know no love
So I make it not part of my daily vocabulary
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How long must I be in the dark room?
Staring into emptiness
Thy feet is treasured
Roll on the floor with me
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My mind quizzed me
I became insane
Thrashed by the hopes of yesterday
Vanished dreams embraced me
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I heard their call in the far land
But I will not respond
Their deeds I will not look at before rising
Their accusations and murmurs however whack me in the face
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Why must I have a make-up of a fool?
Leaving me with horrors of my past
The past that mirror a fractured heart
And a sinking dream
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