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These things we are

Will be no more

Friends seem enemies

I wonder whatís in store

Pushed by indifference

To fall beyond bored

I know the reason

But so what, what for

A stab in the back

Too long ignored

What does it matter now

Thereís no feeling anymore



And what good was done

Donít mean much

The memories we breath

Die at tomorrows touch

No will or choice

Could change as such

And nothing I can do

Will ever mean that much