Scars on a broken heart.
A friend in the dark.
Was one of those
Are you sure it was a dream?
Dreams.
The fine line,
Like a button you shouldn't touch.
Has to be crossed.
Is it my fault?
Or can I blame someone else?
Everyone has a part to play.
And the road never ends.
One dance left,
I tell my knees!
Sure tomorrow's another day.
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