who will want me now
I am locked in a past that may never have existed
holding on to something that I'm told never was
clinging tightly to a promise that now can't be kept
reliving moments that weren't what I thought they were
reciting words that didn't mean what I thought they meant
seeing things now that I never saw before
realizing how much of a fool I truly was
but I still dream of the life that I thought I was living
stuck in a cycle that only causes pain
who will want a faded flower
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