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Transformetamorphosis
Breaking the glass of my concentration;
The mirror of my thoughts and care,
Hammers, rocket-propelled by the world, and all the details of each affair.
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Littered on the pavement lie my shattered dreams and selfless pain,
How could I love someone, only to be betrayed, time and eternally, again?
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My blood cried stains of crimson, while all others was colored blue,
I could only afford the valley, for I'd no strength to climb...