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Hopeless nights through everlasting tears.

In your face I slam the door
locking you out for good.
I don't know what has become of me,
living in such tragedy...

You look at me and it's like
you have no clue who I am..
I'm Lost..... Lost in all my tears from hateful years..
But now, no more tears to cry..
I don't know where to go..

In the dead of night, on the darkest day, you will find your way through life
to be alone.
It's easy to forget who you are
In the business of paper stars.
Plastic smiles.
Mechanical hearts.
It's not a test, just a way of living your death...
On the verge of an epic meltdown, with nowhere to explode.
You are a candle.. but you don't know how far your wick will burn
before you finally reach your limit...
A time bomb.
Ready to blow up?
What's holding you back?

The voices in your head mean nothing
and neither do you.
Close your eyes and count the sighs,
Random thoughts and all the lies.
You are slowly slipping away from the death you once knew,
into a life that you will never know.

Time flies as the days go by through night.

Through the day you wonder aimless with the time you cannot find,
Through the night of wingless flight,
and the thoughts that roam your mind.
There's doubt in Her eyes,,
and hope in His lies.





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