One False Life
During the day I die
Over the night I sigh
The month of December I cry
Heat of the summer I lie
One more life and one more death
I pause for a moment and take a breath
The quiet wind, the fading air
I hate the world I'm starting to stare
Never felt anything like this before
Walking, crawling, then climbing through the door
No more tears, no more cries
My heart shrinks, fading from lies...
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