| Glance from the face of a stranger
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| Needing an answer to the failure
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| Time’s not a healer, it holds the pain
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| Sensing the feel of frustration
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| Left on the outside of the station
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| Focused on my interpretation
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| Different directions, but still the same place
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| I’ll feel for you all of my life
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| You still have something beautiful
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| I’m unforgiven, know not what I do
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| Shielding the words of others
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| I am the marksman
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| The veiled decision, agonising wake
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| Regretting how but
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| Not the commitment made
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| Mind full of dreams so enchanting
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| Guilty of what they were inviting
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| Alluring new home, so exciting
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| Padlocked gates to the underground
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| Holder of the keys, but couldn’t open doors
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| Strive to achieve the impossible
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| Why do you come again to torture me?
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| Why do you make me relive the past?
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| And for all I out you through
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| Did you think I would forget?
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| Though I’ve moved on. |