The whispering before we sleep.
Just one more thing that you can keep.
All the bullshit you've put me through,
All the lies that you assumed I told you.
All the fake reflections that run through your head.
Just you wait, they'll all leave you for dead.
This is the place we used to go,
It's lost its fleeting glimmer and glow.
To get here, we've walked so far.
But this is no longer where we are.
Zyang.
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