Looking threw foggy glass, A perfict world.
Or so it seemed......
Thought I was flying but I fell in sted
I promissed I would not cry
But you arn't like other guys,
or weren't, but now?
What did I do?
You were the one to mend my broken heart,
but now It just lay in frount of me, shatterd,
Just like the foggy glass.
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The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my mind..
VIVA LA VIE BOHEME!