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Alone

Hand gets dealt, do I already fold? Playing this game had gotten old Wanting someone to hold Trying to turn ashes to gold No strength left to fight it Pieces too broken, can't make them fit Too much pain to ever forget Wait for the next hit. Into the darkness I go No light left, but still see a shadow Into the darkness I follow No light left to show. No time left to fight it I'm too broken, can't ever forget Nobody can help, I don't mean $#!@ Wait for the next hit... As the smoke falls Hearing their calls Echoes off these walls Words of love, all false. Nevermind what you've been told Just wanted someone to hold Lies and malice are what they sold I lay here, alone and cold.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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