Uninspired
A sea of tears flood my eyesas a shallow laughter passes by.
Torn between love and hate,
hope, for me, is just too late.
Surreal, I believe, you are to me.
A secret gone beyond the sea.
But still I hold on until the end,
even though I know it's all pretend.
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