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she tells the world it's not a thing

she tells herself it's just a fling

but she knows deep past her heart

it was, to her, a work of art



perfection achieved

(all for she strived)

true hope believed

(for once alive)

love's security

(a warm embrace)

attained purity

(a rightful place)



but now she's down with the blues

she's lost, it's been so long it's true

she can't remember a life of single

then confusion and life intermingle



she's trying so hard to keep faith

in that, one day, love will replace

all of her hurt and heal her scars

but she feels that day is far away



but then



reality breaks

(despair takes grip)

her world shakes

(she's losing grip)

happiness denied

(all shunned away)

the truth a lie

(a heart play)



the once beautiful girl takes a form

of disrespect she hates and scorns

no mirrors exist in her home

where she lies awake, all alone



she remembers the days with you

she remembers reliving the blue

she remembers without a clue

she remembers all about you



she remembers all of the pain you dealt

she remembers all the heartbreak she felt

she remembers, she remembers

she remembers with earthshaking tremors of you



despair took hold

(she lost faith)

from hot to cold

(death took place)

and he returned

(too little, too late)

and his eyes burned

(the laughing fates)



now he remembers, now he remembers

now he remembers you