We all try and find love
But for those searching
Will only find lies, disappointment, and deception
Your downfall derived from your delite
An amazing accession to the heavens
But with actualization to all the accusations we begin our adventure
Reality sinks in, only to leave me in ruble and ruin
No recovery, a rose turned to rock
I just can't lie to myself anymore its hopeless
The search is over
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