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With closed eyes I greet the fallen |
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Joy denied autums calling |
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Withering beauty scornful madness |
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My redemption |
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A sanctuary from a year of failures |
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A home for the broken |
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Time to rest my weary bones |
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To ease my heart I drop the stone |
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In solitude I feel no pain |
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And for a moment I am sane |
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Organized from the chaos |
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All intact I face the rain |
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Wasted beauty owned by liars |
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True deception |
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Count me in as one of the cowards |
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I'm no exception |
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Time to rest my weary bones |
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To ease my heart I drop the stone |
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In solitude I feel no pain |
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And for a moment I am sane |
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With a handful of nothing |
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And scars in my soul |
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With a handful of nothing |
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I walk through the door |
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Into sanctuary |
