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The Lost Child

That's what you made me
Or maybe it was me
There is one thing i know surely
That i will remember, forever

Maybe this journey is not ending
But i just lost what i loved having
What's the point in moving along
With train rails you already destroyed?

Sometimes i ask myself, my legs
How come my road never gets to an end ?
It's like im running in circles
But these walls lead me to darker holes.

I could walk the same roads as we did together
I could pretend that we are still together
I can't swing by myself and be happy
And i can't love me, I'm ugly
I can't hug a shadow
I can't and i will do!

I hate myself that I let you die,
Fall down to a bottom of a hole
I know i shouldn't be
Following a broken image in the mirror
A criminal is looking down on me
Slowly telling the story of me
Killing the beauty in his arms

All i have left is a charming past
Her lovely voice echoing in my head
Walking around my yard
I can't find a way back to her heart

So why won't you kill me ?
Like you killed my dream
End my painful, empty living
Tear your wings, and fall with me!

Your haunting demons that i helped you fight,
I was holding them back so much, we became one
Now I would love to die every night
Maybe in my death I deserve love

I hope you don't hate me that I still haunt you
Your illusion is the only thing i hold on to
One day I wake up and move forward
But until then, my mind can't stop thinkin'.
Guts
Written by Guts
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