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I'm in a state of something intolerable,
Trapped in parallels that would never meet,
Like rigid heiratics and protocols,
A thing I damn near couldn't cheat.

These tears rolling down my cheeks,
Say this sorrow is here to stay,
Deep emotions altogether mix,
What then is the price I have to pay?

As I write the song of my whims,
The air slowly recorded every silent syllable,
Then darkness started to sweep off my dreams,
Took away tranquility, gave my head a trouble.

The affluence of love and time,
Lies dead in this shroud of sorrow,
This life's a tenacious bore,
I'll try to find more ethereal air tomorrow.