I stand alone amounst the mess I myself have made. Arm and arm with sorrow, arm and arm with pain. Forever will I dwell in the softest kind of sting feeling on the surface but never knowing whats beneath.
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Suffocating without breathing
Smiling without feeling
Standing tall through all the sorrow
I wonder if I'll see tomorrow through the clouded dizzy haze
of all the parts i have to play
The world my audience
The stage my art
The smile my shadow to cloak my heart.
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A secret life hidden inside
A secret sorrow no one can find
a hollowed chest where my heart once dwelled
no more will my shame excel.
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