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They Wanted Me To Die

They wanted me to die They wanted me to burn Misconceptions flying through the air Words as sharp as knives coming, coming, coming, nowhere to run. Dark paths led to dark roads Dark spaces at every turn They wanted me to die They wanted me to burn Lost dreams fell through the night Lost hope - I saw it burn I broke free through the night I broke into a life, weak but something I knew could run. I found another light against a fading sun. So many thoughts I’ve had So many heart felt burns So many times I’ve asked Should I see another sun I tried to end my life I tried to make me burn But now so many years have passed I found love in the dark Love found me in return.

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