My heart aches of sorrow.
The past stays and I can't leave for tomorrow.
It stops my lungs and gets me to misery business.
I'm still into you, it makes me helpless.
Now that you're gone, ain't it fun?
You left me in Pressure.
Playing god, brick by boring brick.
Decoding my true purpose.
What ignorance is this?
You left me in such a bliss.
But tomorrow you'll be gone.
Hallelujah! I'm still undone.
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