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With all formality gone,
I've all but lost hope
The lack of your existance
Is all but felt alone
When the red laced curtains
Turn to red, blood-stained lies
And the memories all just turn
Into fixtures and pictures that slowly fade
I do not want to see the conclusion
To this movie-life we live
I must stop watching and turn away
For the hurting seen makes me sick
Violence seen all around
No police siren in the night
This spark of our existance
Deserves still another fight
To see this life made whole again
Is not as far away as once imagined
To hold you and kiss you and feel you one last time
Is still the forever I hold dear in my heart
