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String of Sorrows
To Die
I numb my brain to ease the pain
The world's is mad...a new insane
Compassion's seen with such disdain
The truth now seems so very plain
To die would be considered gain
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Alone
Alone, alone...always alone
The pain I feel cannot be known
This heart of flesh has turned to stone
Alone, alone...I am alone
Alone, alone...always alone
My dreams on wistful wings have flown
Depression has usurped my throne
Alone, alone...I am alone
Alone, alone...always alone
The wind gives voice to primal moan
This world no empathy has shown
I'll live, I'll die, and rest...alone
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Eileen Manassian
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