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I'M Alone

I'm alone, trying to find some hope, but it's like climbing rope, all this time i hold the past, hoping that, holding back, won't leave my emotions cracked, now i know the past, is all the same, we all live inside of this common game, facing all this pain, it makes me con-tinplate, whats beyond consciousness, does it complement, human competence, or am i just another object witch, makes you feel complete, the immigrants died trying to build these streets; that we live in, can i ever be forgiven, for my judgments, whats this, substance, burning inside, thats hurting my pride, its like working at night, and searching for light, as a child turning to christ, ask's "why did we do that?" i wanna move back, but whos that? image in the mirror i can't recognize, as these seconds fly, my intentions try, to control me, i wanna go back to the old me, did she ever really know me? i'm not sure, but iv'e got words, inscribed in my alter, on how i lost her, along with my honor, and it's like i'm a little toddler, it hurts longer. Now how can i describe it , without getting violent, i miss, the times witch, will forever be considered timeless, because i'm this; flawed man, who wants to have, her heart, so now it's hard, getting past the dark...

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