Broken Fantasy

Watch the flowers slowly wilt
it's all just a broken fantasy
once replayed in your mind then cast upon the page
splattering droplets of rainbow and ash
no one will ever find the hidden secret
beneath the floor boards
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Watch the living memories turn into regrets
it's all just a broken fantasy
grab the crystal glass spray the air
hope it covers up the sickly scent of death
gold dust floats amongst the fairies
kill them off one by one with your disbelief
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Watch the noose tighten with every second
it's all just a broken fantasy
the windows of hell are but your soulless eyes
staring out from the sacred resting place
it's all just an illusion
playing a trick on insecure souls