As the fallacies fail,
Only the emptiness remains
They silently call out to the rain.
As the downpour continues,
The memories wilfully flow through...
Not thinking, not wasting another precious minute
The clock strikes yet another hour
It erodes a lill more of me, a lill more of us;
Love, lust, pain and glory
Strangely, they all belong together, in the same old story
The story has long been told before
Only time will tell, what part has been played out
And how much still remains
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