All the things I'll never see
All the things I'll never be
All there is that's left for me
Is here in this eternity
Of isolation
The cavalcade, the jamboree
Of life I thought was meant for me
I never dreamed that it would be
Replaced by this eternity
Of isolation.
All the things I'll never see
All the things I'll never be
All my hopes are memory
All there is that's left for me
Is isolation.
Genius!
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