Moments of our sweeet past remains
its after taste Like ecstacy it reacts vigorously to my brain
When I reach out to hold illusions of your grace
Reality came through me like the winter rain

My guardian angel, come collect my shattered soul
Point me the path that leads to his perfect clone
Is my Romeo with a heart so cold?
Ruthelessly abandon me to dwell on earth alone

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