| Reaching out in deadened night
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| Emptiness by candlelight
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| Memory a haunted sea
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| Souring in sudden rage
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| The Damage plagued upon my love
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| Driven by this selfish urge
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| To separate yourself from me
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| But not the way you planned
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| The gambit flow of shifting thought
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| Shall ride a kiss upon my cross
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| And with each moment of despair
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| Lay to heart a lovely tear
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| Within each bulb the salty sea
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| Swims an ocean silently
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| Swims the forest of my dreams
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| Swims the essence of my being (…I call me)
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| Come ringing back now
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| (can't explain)
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| The measures swept away in pain
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| Hatred will I escape your grasp
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| Buried feelings let me pass
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| I cannot kill this final flame
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| The fire that once consumed my heart
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| For hope must have some kind of fuel
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| And chance must keep this fire
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| (Spoken) reduced to ashes, We run colder on the outside. |
| A Spartan hope that
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| dwindles near the source of this contempt. |
| What has my hopeful certainty for
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| the future returned upon my desperation and difficult memory, besides wasted
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| moments, whose questions are not resolved? |
| Simple things went un-addressed
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| until such time as they could only pass away. |
| Losing you shall (forever mark my
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| breast. |
| Injury knows no justice.)
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| Swimming out with tears in my eyes
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| Looking for the shore
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| I hope that this is the last time…
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| I hope that this is the last time… |