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And When Reality Strikes

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It's ironic and I don't understand how did I end up feelin' this....

I am bewildered because the thought of you makes me weak,
but pretending not to care about you makes me seek.
When you were here, my eyes can't blink;
I poked you thrice before I’d think.

In this world we are in, we talked about anything,
but in reality, we can only do nothing.
For all the good times we shared,
there’s really nothing can be compared.

As we go back to reality,
we might encounter difficulties.
You just have to remember,
the wonderful things we did together.

I pray for this one last chance
Come to my dream and let’s dance.
Give me an adoring kiss,
for this is the time I don't wanna miss.

I know when you logged on, my heart would skip beat,

but I'll try to have the courage to hide it underneath.

I hope this would erase the discomfort I brought you,

If you want a peaceful life, that's all I want for you too.

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