Looking through a stained window, I wish for better days.
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Yesterday's promise of brighter colors has been tarnished by shades of deception.
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The calendar has been stripped of all its pages.
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My watch no longer tells time.
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Its rusted gears silently watched the months pass by.
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Happiness is a fallacy.
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What was taken for granted now seems so precious.
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I look back and remember when a smile was as priceless as the sun.
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On ne recolte pas toujours ce que l'on seme.
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My path slowly ends as bridges burn.
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Hardship follows my footsteps.
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I try to walk a straight line.
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The blood of a martyr runs through my veins.
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Desperate thoughts cloud my conscience.
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Hope is a withered flower that never dies.
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A passage into forlorn.
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The blood of a martyr runs through my veins.
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Yesterday's promise of brighter colors has been tarnished by shades of deception.
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Struggle to pick up the scattered pieces.
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Evanescent hands caress my neck to suffocate the pride that's left inside.
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Calmness only brings back memories.
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Suffocate.
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I try to sleep and forget what you have ruined.
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As Bridges Burn
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