Thoughts of mine,
The life of me,
The beauty I no longer behold,
The time I wanted back,
For the dreams I have once dreamed,
Are the dreams I no longer see;
Come and go.
I'm blind to your vision.
Speaking in tongue I no longer understand,
Cut from the one I once loved,
Pity, hatred, agony, stricken?;
For my prodigy,
And the memory within erases,
I no longer need you,
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