Epoch


People say that time's the best healer
But I say even time has stopped noticing me
I got lost in a labyrinth of lies I told to comfort myself
A once convivial me has gone
And every penance goes in vain
The story goes like I lose myself I find it I hide it but it just doesn't feel real
Everything's just so fatuous
People come people go but they always seem to leave a hole
My lips ache from telling why I feel so lonely
But I guess it's just another tragic story.

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