Hurt no more, dear, it's about time
Enough with the battle, the battle with mind
Release yourself from the torment; surrender.

Here you were, there you are
Then you were near, now you're far
Nothing but just a pretty scar.

Our beautiful kingdom built, now crumbled
Take another shot, no, I'm due to fumble.

Running in circles, falling to the untrue
Hoping that somehow, someday, I'll be able to make it through.

Dear heart, caution
Once a beautiful distraction
Now another attempt at destruction.

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