I keep wishing for a good life,
One which I dream of, every night.
When I feel like things are good,
The Darkness always removes its hood.
I tell myself, this is what life means,
As I wipe my blood and my wounds clean.
Not because I have a weak heart,
But because I have a damaged heart.
They say that good times never last,
All is left is that smell from the past.
The more you do good to others,
The more your heart fails to flutter.
When I open my eyes, I see the eyes,
When I close my eyes, I see the smiles.
But I'll still tell myself, this is what life means,
As I wipe my blood, and my wounds clean.
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