| My time alone was well spent but now seems wasted
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| Even thought I had grown old enough to shy away from childish decisions
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| Keeping occupied with limited pleasure and hours of sorrow to hide
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| I’m burning alive every moment on fire everyday of my life
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| Tried facing the world one on one
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| Yet fairness has always remained unknown
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| Letting go
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| Changing inside hidden by my expressions on the outside
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| Praying that sunrise will brighten the darkness of a once peaceful mind
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| Sleepless again drenched in sweat pillows collapse with sheets to shed the
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| fragile wood
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| Frame bends beneath my head
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| This knife stuck in my side crooked and wide
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| The blocking of blood steal bone collide
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| Leaving me helpless completely defenseless
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| My access denied
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| Who was it that said all wounds will heal
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| Guess they were never ill
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| Explanations only for some of us
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| How close can one come to the doorstep of death?
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| Before the bell is rung
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| A few already know… already know
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| My time alone was well spent but now seems wasted
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| Even thought I had grown old enough to shy away from childish decisions
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| Keeping occupied with limited pleasure and hours of sorrow to hide
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| I’m burning alive every moment on fire everyday of my life |