Best Left Buried
i sit and stare into the stars
and think upon my life
bringing out long faded scars
my inner roiling strife
inside my soul my anger wells
and i can feel my soul is fading
and as my misery starts to swell
i still can feel my heart is breaking
the past defines who we are,
even if it's filled with pain
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