And all I can remember are faces without names, and names with no memory.
In the middle of the night, we were standing there and here. How could I think about something that never happened as it was such real?
In a silent night, screams could be heard coming from my frozen heart. But I am the only one sincerely listening...
I had a dream...
The most dreary dream is understand it won't ever be true.
The most painful thing is realize nothing ever was true.
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