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Staring at the sky as if for the first time |
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Nothing's like I thought anymore |
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Holding my breath as long as I can |
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Terrified what if I let go. |
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So I reach deep inside and try once again. |
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To rise and get back on my feet |
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But find myself falling right back down |
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Beat down by a fear I don't know. |
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I hope and pray to be taken away |
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Try to face my innermost but somehow it seems |
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It's always right behind me as I turn |
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Tragic as I wallow in self pity and unrest (?) |
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This world is brittle and so am I |
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One last try to break more chains |
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To rid myself of all the pain I caused |
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Brush away from all by the power of truth |
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There can't be many others left behind |
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This time I rise, my mind is set |
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I walk steadfast towards the sun |
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Clenching my fist I dare not look back |
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Tomorrow [...] soul left to find |
