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Sunday, September 21, 2008

"¿...ı uɐɔ ʍoɥ"

How can I still be standing?
Walking out through that door,
My heart falling to the floor…
To a million pieces it broke,
From my perfect dream I woke.
How can I still be standing?

How can I still feel the pain?
Everything known to me, I've lost;
That's what my perfect dream has cost.
Lost the power to live on,
Now when my feelings are gone…
How can I still feel the pain?

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