Sometimes I feel like I’m in a fairytale,
I am the villain in the story of my life,
And I can’t say if it’s the head or tail
the lucky pick from the coin of desire.
My heart is beating fast and I am out of breath,
I’ve chased too many dreams outside my reach,
My open hand is empty and I clench my fist,
Crushing Pandora’s box with Hope inside it.
There is no hero in this story,
There’s only me, walking on broken dreams,
The light deceived me, pretty eyes, bright teeth,
Darkness is my only friend, darkness and burning desire.
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