Summary: The sound of the shore, swishing away.With every step the world turns gray.
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Hugging my body against the cold.
So many lies that now unfold.
How is it that I never saw before
The small lies washing up ashore?
How is it that I never came to realize
That these dreams were made from lies?
How is it that nothing seems fair
And now I have nothing but despair?
The sound of the shore, swishing away.
With every step the world turns gray.
But it’s too late to turn back.
Time is something we always lack.
Keep walking on, driven by too many emotions.
Slowly fade away into the Ocean.