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Another trip down, train still full of empty faces,

the fact that all are thinking never amazes,

her memory tazes my heart but i don't care,

i'm dying of thirst, do you care to share?

all i see in front of me, so empty,

i'm dying to leave, no need to any longer tempt me,

way too hefty with the baggage for my taste,

coming from me.... how did that taste?

always thought the smile was enough,

not once even thought us close to love,

imagine a place when i saw her as the one,

that poor me in that alternate universe is dumb,

keep it sung, this feeling deserves,

to be critiqued by dicks, bitches and turds,

to be seen as negative cause i over extend,

see a little and hugely pretend.