And the mystery of the past

Hounds and still seems to detach

In getting away from this nightmare,

This horrid daydream keeps me

Wishing for falsehoods.

Each given day, is the day

For me to seek answers;

Answers that need a lifetime

For me to find.

Annoyance and pain dig down

To my essence,

And the mystery of the past

Hounds and still seems to detach

In getting away from this nightmare,

Is a misery that is pulling me back.

The past is still bleeding at the back of my head.

Faces that are history

Become visible.

Faded stories are starting to

burn,

And painful melodies from down under

Can be recognized.

Apologies and promises fail,

Memories flashback and disgraces vanish.

Drastic life ends,

but undeniable facts remain.

The heart stops beating, but never breaks.

Friendship ends, and couples separate

And the proven reality, that nothing will last forever.

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