Where have I been?
I must be crazy for not seeing what's turning out around me.
What did you became? My worst fear I never knew it was...
I'm ten feet from nowhere then maybe I think I'm finally home; alone.
Look what you've undone, a house, a home, a heart...
Must I blame whom if I'm under this august moon?
I feel empty; and not mine; not yours; not ours; nothing.
"Such a cruel, cruel heart..."
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