They'll never see

This smile secludes the torment, and I think it works well

They'll never see, they don't know like you do

Floating through each day, a stranger in this life

I never knew rapture until I met you

Why do I stay, when I know the outcome is ill?

Why do I impair my heart, when it's clear

It never existed in reality, but I felt as it did

Broken , why did you leave me here?

The End

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