I left behind this dead memories,
Hidden in my scars, burned,
I write this rhyme, as a reminder,
For what I've done at the past,
For the future that coming of,
This sins is unforgiving in,
The untold doers,
Revealed by the time through,
This smiling is fake,
The laughing just pretending,
Who I am? Who am I?
A thousand lies in it,
With the blurry visions and dreams,
I'm just another number,
Will face my own consequences,
that would never end,
Until I left this world,
With my own cold memories...
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