I can't recall, a familiar smile awakes the pain.
Unkept promises, the night awaits, the act of confidence,
the kiss of Judas haunts me once again.
In your private chamber, you're all done.
The well earned silver pieces falling to the floor.
The flame of the candle costing movements to the wall,
your eyes filled with guilt keep staring at the door.
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