We boarded a train,
Going towards insanity.
The train tracks are,
Corroded by vanity.
It stopped for sleep,
We tried to run away,
Just like we did,
Every time we played.
No one would stop us,
I sang a lullaby,
To her and her only,
Every time she cried.
Sometimes I waited,
For another start.
Our dreamy beginning,
The one we tore apart.
But one way or another,
It...
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