What is Darkness but an empty feeling inside your
shell? What is Happiness if it is only a brief adrenaline that
leaves you yearning for more, like an illusive drugs. You only
feel pain when you have a heart.
You walk among the crowd as a Shadow.
You view the world as a Lonely place.
You see the sky as gray and
You woke up in this world, existing as a
The world is empty, and you are alone.
But shouts of laughters, and cries of sorrow
Still echoing inside your head.
This imaginary world...
The playground was bare. No one there.
But the swings still swing,
In forgotten memories
The slides still slide, laughter and cries
Echoing in this imaginary
The world is cold, dark, and gray
Just like your heart, memories still stay
Laughters and happiness, sorrows and pain
If only you can live your life
In this imaginary world.
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