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A Thousand Years

I haven't eaten in a thousand years. I've lived off my pain, my sorrow and tears. I show no love, I show no fear. To me no one can get near. I speak but am too quiet to hear. Though what I say is quite clear, you for whatever reason shut your ears. But please turn away from me because it is on my own pain I feed.

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