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I’ve been trying so hard
for all of my days
I gave up everything
as my life went ablaze
I was happy to bleed out
all over the table
now I have run dry
and I’m feeling unstable
what I thought true
was worse than a lie
shattered stained glass
a noose for a tie
I feel like a rat
in a Möbius maze
each Déjà vu
feels exactly the same