Subtle hints and lies
How can I, make you move
When I can't find words to describe
how I feel inside, so I cry.
I close my eyes sometimes.
To pacify the time, this fragile
thing called life.
we all have stars in our eyes
some have dreams that died
it shapes the wake of our life's
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