the realization dawns;
everything is but imaginary.
It doesn't matter,
that, your love was in vain;
it doesn't, that
You didn't learn,
to hate. That, to strain
your ears to hear
What is never there
is your own lifelong dirge.
The only real thing,
A defeat you live.
that, your love was in vain;
it doesn't, that
You didn't learn,
to hate. That, to strain
your ears to hear
What is never there
is your own lifelong dirge.
The only real thing,
A defeat you live.
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