…bye again…
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Your hands are now cold
I wish I could of held them, growing old
Reality is cruel for our story told
You still leave me feeling foolishly bold
Though, it’s all I dream, not meant to be
It’s painful, cruel, yet casual, to me
A story I dearly wanna change
Thinking back, it always leaves me, feeling strange
Fate, truth, reality, all the same
It leaves me at the door with shame
Too good at lies with eyes so clear
The outcome left me with no true fear
It’s jus too bad
Reality for me, stays somewhat sad
Maybe better, all the while
Hope your truly happy, with an honest smile