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I was held up
Against my will;
Addicted to pains and aches I still felt
Inside my cracked bottles of hells and paradises;
I keep doing my best when I rest and wake,
But sometimes I just can't feel
Because of being a hostage of these things...

Is this a game?
Nowadays, in your eyes I see weariness,
In your arms, I'm being wrapped,
In your mind you're getting cold;
Can't feel you much anymore,
Fading inside where it shouldn't;
Treating me like a stranger,
Then you don't recognize me,
But I keep hopes and love for you
Because I have been a hostage for you...

I'm like a ticking bomb;
Could you save me
From derailing darknesses,
From blinding lights?
Could you save me
From living hells?
Could you help me
Regain faded heavens?
I keep battling and striving,
Seemingly through an uncertain black hole,
Because I've been a hostage of myself...

The things we've done;
Troubles, love, shades, emotions,
Things could explode inside horizons;
Then you don't know me,
Then I may not know you anymore;
Euphoria lurks near,
This may fade to ardent ashes and unknown mysteries;
I seem caught in a trance of rises and falls,
Been caught in wars from the start,
Trying to block pains
Seemingly in vain;
My mind can be a certain dangerous place,
It sometimes aches to know so much,
These made me stronger,
These made me wiser;
But am I being taken for granted?
Am I still being a hostage?
Sooner or later I'll be freed from absorptions...

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