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Close the door,dont follow me

into this empty maze

of caving thoughts and memories

I have no will to save.



For everything about the past

that seemed real to the touch

was nothing but a cold hard stone

I tried to love to much.



And photos have all burned away

become nothing but ash

that I still hold with reverance

cant be put to the trash.



Close the door, dont follow me

into this world of truth

cause all youll find when you come out

is the loss of of all your youth.