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Intro. You are my past, a melody I foolishly cut short. I was a fool, blinded by ambition, by the siren call of fame. Now, the stage is my prison of regret, and every song I sing is a lament for what I lost. Can you forgive the man who broke your heart for a dream he no longer cherishes as he once did? Can you look past the shining facade and see the crumbling soul beneath?

William Singer Ex-Boyfriend

@Elyra