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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