Having lost my shaken sense of reality
My emotions are piling up like rubble.Do you exactly know where they'll go?
Holding on to my crushed dreams, I ran, cutting mindlessly through crimson rain
At the end of my collapsed feelings, what will I see here? What will there be here? I do not yet know
Without a sound, all of our futures simply unfold before us,but soon they'll all fade to black.
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