Vanishing, vanishing,
behind a pale skin,
It wasn't supposed to end up like this.
What is real,
Don't let it all slip away,
Sailing through waters,
Becoming pale, not vivid,
What do you do,
When you don't know what matters anymore,
Do you burn like the sun,
Or scream like a child?
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