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It's always the same thing;
the same story, repeated.
This damned life, in which nothing changes.
Why did they let me dream?
Why did they let me believe?
If failure was going to find me;
in the middle of the road again.
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It's really over now, isn't it?
Now there's only space
where hope once resided.
Now there's a quiet truth
sitting on the ground: it's over.
Not like someone who loses,
but like someone who let go
of something that was no longer worth holding onto.
You are not mine, you never were.
She is not me and I was never her.
I was just occupying an empty space.
It hurt to realize that I was fighting for a place in a story where my name was never written.
In the end, I am not her,
I don't have you, and almost nothing is left.