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A million insecurities
fill my mind like a whirl storm
and manifests in my dreams
So real, when the wind blows
the rain won't recede
grey clouds hovers over head
and keeps me drenched
soaking through my pasty skin
and to the bleached bones beneath
how is it that you were there?
and you said so gently to a me
that was happy then
said that she is free now
and finally left the hell she'd been enduring
where your tears shed for her
her tears shed on your shoulder
and your heartbreak let you to my side
but now she's freed from her demons
you are her knight, you'll be there
for her and always remain a saint
but where shall my tears go tonight
and though it's like a surreal movie
a storyline in my mind
dare I let it come true?