Unnamed story (Part 8)
In this world of game,
When you hear my name,
Which once you blame,
And now wearing a mask of shame.
Seeing the stars in the sky,
Remembering those words of goodbye,
Your pale face dries,
Your eyes cry.
Then you woke up from dream,
Remembering the entire night you scream,
Shaking your whole bloodstream,
Getting up to eat some ice-cream.
You kept the story of past unfold,
Trying to keep yourself on hold,
Making to look yourself bold.
You always kept your heart cold.
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