she closed her eyes and told me about her dream
i was not a part of it
but neither was she
golden rivers flowing through a maze
should we turn around and run to the exit?
people often make false promises
especially if they're in love
such horrors were perpetrated into the acids of our beings
sacrificing divine gifts sent from a heaven each one of us pictured differently in our minds
can't we forget the decisions which took us to the lowest part of our shame
only to be turned into torments regrettably focused on the wrong people?
destiny fails to impress me
your words are lost inside their woven meaning
your dream has ended
you are awake
tell me the truth now
tell me what this is all about
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