This town is just a big memory, 
consisting of tears and joy, 
first kisses and heartbreaks and loneliness
built to remember and remains to destroy.

I run and stumble through shadows, 
chased by fears and the absent of hope, 
past hits you when you least expect it, 
and detains you like an iron rope.

Between the tracks of a railway, 
abandoned, secluded like me, 
I find peace for my shattered existence
and accept that I'll never be free. 

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