times when the tears run dry,
when we no longer have the strength to carry on
when it just gives me a sense of relief
and no longer the sense of satisfaction nor joy
when the chimes of rejoice no longer sounds
I'm just clueless as to what is happening
i just fear the worst to come
i dread the truth
but i would rather the truth
the route of escapade does not work
we cant keep running away from reality
face it!
-when all those hopes and thoughts turn out to be the opposite...-
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