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  NO MORE I have forgotten so many things, Just a bunch of broken memories is all I have as I try hard to collect them, And they run through my fingers like water, as if escaping. Recue me, I implored, though the noose gets tighter and tighter without a hope. I look at my reflection in a broken mirror, And that reflection waves goodbye while my bloodshot eyes cry, Pushing me down into despair. From the past I try to collect my old self, this one being already broken by pain, And I stare at the stars though I cannot reach them, So I tighten the noose around, I failed to belong, and my home is long gone. Watch me as I slowly fall with broken wings, I cannot fly anymore, The castle crumbles down alongside with all I had, The steps adorned with flowers and glasses of wine are no more. Watch me as I cease, as I come to an existence halt and all around fades away.

  HOPE AND I Swallow the memories I have as I gaze at the stars and hope, Destroy what is left behind and let me move on in this empty world, Let me be the shell of my old self as I trudge my way to solitude, And when my hour comes whisper in my ear the words I have never heard, Those words that no lips have uttered, except for the one who is not here anymore. Swallow me up from within til nothing is left, No trace, no light or shadow, just void and inexistence, For I tell you that being shackled up in this earthly bound prison is morbid, Is draining and uttermost painful. It is heavy in the heart and dark in the thoughts. Swallow me up and leave nothing, For indeed I have searched you yet so elusive you have been, And my heart is heavy, my body is heavy, and my eyes are dry, Can you not see? Eat my heart and leave nothing of it. I cannot dream anymore, for they have become ashes I cannot smile anymore for my mask is broken, I cannot be myself anym...