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fallen to the ground fallen dreams strewn around realisation dawns on me realisation it's not going to be reality it's cool taste reality as i make haste acheivment a broken dream acheivment no want to scream Hope for something better hope destroyer to the letter All around me they just don't care they think it'll be fine they don't see the dispare the pain of being wrong of trying so hard of never knowing all along the delusion of thinking your right of unjustified arrogence acts carried out despite the blade cuts but I'm not good enough the sad songs drone below a sombre moan it falls to the ground barely makes a sound the steady drip falling from the tip

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