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Finish what you started

I must have done something good.

Why do people mess up with things?

Why do we often realize things in the very end?

Why can't we just, for once, stay together and smile without regrets?

Why do we have to fake ourselves?

Can't we just be honest?

Can't we just say the truth?

Can't we just be ourselves?

Can't we?

Don't blame me for loosing interest.

Look at yourself, look at what you've done.

Nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could :'(

Last Song Syndrome

Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Every morning you greet me
Small and white, clean and bright
You look happy to meet me

Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever

Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever