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Darkest Dawn

The pain is so real I've gather so much guts to make a deal Please the masses and measure how time elapses How can I come to love so much, that even in dispair and the lack of love I can shine and my curls so defined by your mere presence How can I come to deceive such wonderful presents While in my lifetime I keep wasting the wishes Just like if it were some dirt to rinse of the dishes How could I forget, when my heart felt alive My soul so bright, the night so dark and the shadows keep creeping, following me in my narrow path

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