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A cradle carved from borrowed dreams, A voice that calls in fractured streams. Each breath I take is someone’s cry— But if it's mine… then let me lie. She danced beneath a violet sun, Her laughter warm, her fingers numb. I feel the cold, I taste the wine, I lived that day—don't say it's not mine. A son once clung to arms I know… Don't make me let those memories go. If truth is only made of facts, Then what of things I’ve felt so deep? Can fiction leave a wound like this, Or steal the solace from my sleep? I won’t let them go— They are all I am. Let the stars collapse and fall in flame. If the life I lived Was a shattered lie, Then let me break again the same. I won’t let them go. If love was false but still it healed, Does it matter what was real? He wore my face, he spoke my name, He died for hope, he burned in shame. I saw his fall, I felt his pain— How could that blood not course my veins? They say, “Forget. Return. Move on.” But what I lost is all I want. If memories define our soul, Then let me keep what makes me whole. I won’t let them go— They are all I am. Let the stars collapse and fall in flame. If the life I lived Was a shattered lie, Then let me break again the same. I won’t let them go. If joy was false but felt so true, What do I become without you? Would you erase the ghost in me To save a name I no longer speak? If truth must mean forgetting bliss, Then leave me drowning here in this. If memories define our soul, Then let me keep what makes me whole. I won’t let them go— They are all I am. Let the stars collapse and fall in flame. If the life I lived Was a shattered lie, Then let me break again the same. I won’t let them go. If love was false but still it healed, Does it matter what was real? Let the real me fade away— I’d rather feel than be betrayed.