The Last Drop
the last drop
its falling apart
but i haven't quenched my desires
its the last drop, that has remind
darkness falls, dreams collide
the only one thing that was mine
its going away
and so am i
i just realized, about my time
just knew who was i
i was a confused boy
filled with hatred and lies
i was marooned and i was doomed
but i survived and i thrived
and the last time
these memories brings a smile
i just can't bid goodbye
nothing else,cause my hands are tied
the last drop was so divine
it made me cry, for the last time
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