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Have you ever noticed me,
walking down broken streets,
crying over shattered dreams,
losing the ones close to me,
live moving on without me
sitting so idle in the streets,
life feels like a fleeting dream,
taking into thought all the treats,
sadly passed them up to watch others succeed
life really is a fleeting dream,
still death is eternal,
in the ground at a funeral,
not able to see the tears fall