She lay on her bed,
Heartbroken and dead,
Crushed and smeared in a crumbling bed,
Sad and small she let her tears fall,
Fateful moments are something to be shared,
They take your soul,
Your heart too,
Why trust them, when they don’t trust you?
You run your moment, but then it ends,
Fateful moments why do you end?

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