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Walking alone with a tempting grin to follow the voice that guides a small frown. |
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Sobs echo past these blinded eyes and deny me of my happiness. |
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Dismal shades of light brightens my path to solitude and sympathy. |
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In some sick way |
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I enjoy my pain. |
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It always seems to indulge me. |
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Frozen walls of ice guard my every dream, protecting me from what seems real. |
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With rue and fire, all demons are cast away. |
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With water and stone, the sadness drowns in vain. |
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On thorns and glass, |
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I'm tortured with love. |
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In tears and blood, |
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I forgive you once again. |
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This day, |
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I remember the cloudy sky |
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In which I traveled high above. |
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But now my wings are broken and |
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I am left alone. |
