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Surreal life

Countless times I have lived
And countless times I have died
If I said what I wanted to,
I would have nothing else to give.

Midnight memories dance along the shore
And a useless muse lives upon the moor
If I had given my dagger for the kill,
I would be knocking on deaths door.

Steal a heart for me--as mine no longer beats
And use your force to make it release
All the things that I will need
And take a dollar for yourself, please.

My teacup is chipped and broken
It leaks out like a river into the ocean,
Hand me a golden spoon to eat life's fruit
So that I may grab the ultimate token.
Written by ZexionKingdomHeart
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