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broken road

all my life i have walked alone
down my broken road
my heart barely beating
my chest barely breathing
my mind always seething
about my old memories
i relive as i walk down
the broken road
i try to forbade the fate
that i know draws near
for there are always twists an turns
along my broken road
for the road is lonely
the road is bleak
the road is desolate
an painted by a broken heart
that's why my road
is a broken road



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