This time the night is crawling without stars
Just humming in silence
The wind whispered softly over the heart
which was torn apart
Trapped me in an imaginary room
Hallucinating to a figure I do not know
Tired of me wandering;
but in reality he is just a shadow
The shadow that always comes to me
along with the longing that continues to pity
In fact, sometimes he became happy
but also sorrow
Have you been so fake?
Resign me to a hope
of happiness, endless
despite the many times I've been racing
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