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...And there I was
standing in line
waiting for a chance to break free
from these nasty little demons within
screaming, but who can hear me,
not I...
Holding my hand
through these dry deserts
with the weight of this hate
burning my voice.
I use to know, everything about myself
now I just now how everything soon fades away
like a kiss in the wind,
or an oceans wave on the beach,
she was once there, now just a faint memory
that I wish to drown, with all of my tears.

Who is this man starring back at me in the mirror
what is this feeling within my chest,
why have I wish everything away
...now I realize the meaning of us
or...at least I wish I do.
Paper that crumbles
only to my liking
ink that stains only to my satisfaction
fist that swing in fury
clenched by the upper hand
it swings
for it's lovely destruction
carrying this hell upon my shoulders
I close my eyes
to dream of the perfect dream
only with you of course
so again I close my eyes
and smile once again.

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