I tried to brush it off, the hurt, the pain.
I tried to keep on going in this endless game.
Few tears were wasted in reasons, but I kept hiding in my shell.
Then…when the strike knock my walls down and
you thought I will be no longer there, surprise, surprise
I only returned from the dead.
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