It would be hard for me to sleep
Because I saw through my eyelids easily.
I would stop putting false smile on my lips.
I would come to theaters to see plays
Paying nothing except my applause.
And I even could come on the stage
To prompt the actor exact words.
I would prank people at the night
Laughing loudly and masqueraded like a ghost.
And nobody would see how I cried
When I remembered what I`ve lost.
And the only my friends would be stars,
Lazy dawns and the silence of the crowd.
I would be broken toy from the paradise
As actually I feel myself now.
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