i'm sorry
i didn't cry when they told me he died i felt the stares they tought i felt nothing i stod there and i wasn't present i never been i never came alive my present: a movie watching it from afar my memories: a dream wich i don't remember i had my future: a fantasy that will never come and my dreams my reality that's where i am trapped in my head i know It's hard to understand but he's not actually dead not in my reality.
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