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Strange
I can't write if I don't feel Despair,
Silence hangs in the air,
All that I know is I can't let go,
Too great is Sorrow.
I fight each day to be strong,
But someone always finds me to be wrong,
Be my painkilling drug,
My grave I have dug.
Loneliness floods my heart,
I'm being torn apart,
Is it any wonder
I like screaming at thunder?
All that I know
Is I can't let go for
Their words dance inside my head,
Sometimes I wish I were dead,
But I know nothing'll change,
Even in Death I'd be Strange......
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