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No Old Tale

I seek through the broken windows of my past Glimpses of a distorted time in my soul casts I lean to touch it with my pointed thumb The thorns and venom makes my heart numb I try to cry, try to sigh, I try to shout But then I realize it was just a sprout Planted by me, with the tears of regret I can do all now but the mist of it will I never forget People in front of me faked themselves I was so curious that I became suppressed The glory days they say Were only the wreths of shattered hopes in midday I know they say follow your heart But the echoe is to hound the society's part I wish to see one day the light That will not judge me or you by usual sight I flew, flew up a long distance But their hollow motivation made me to glance In the nubilous skies where I vanished No journey, no dreams all became banished Yet despite I still know a thing They will talk of you words that sting So inhale and exhale As this is no old tale

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