You were looking into darkness...
And I was a fearless light into your insanity.
I never thought of love before...
Before you cried...
I was living as long as you were giving me the sense.
Like the moon is living through sun's light.
But night has come again...
Weakness is a song that we all sing along
So am I...
But day after day, I was staring at your eyes.
They were red again. But you weren't crying...
Madness is all that's left.
Still remembered you saying:"wherever you go, I'll follow".
No! Reality is something else.
My poor little child...
My poor little child...
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