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I am a musical box without any sound
Just a rattling box
You can shake me, break me
Take me or forsake me
I’ll not sing
Wind me up tight but don’t wait
Wait for me you’ll wait for life
I am the bonfire without flames
Dance and cry
Pour petrol over me and see
Ill not light for you
The numbness that was once my friend
Is thin paper ice
I pray for it to break beneath me
I stand through rain without feeling
Walk through the snow bare, not flinch
Try to hurt me as others have
Because believe me I want nothing more
All I am is blood now, all I have left
Constantly comatose
I am the bare leaved trees
All I once had has fallen
Leave me with my outstretched arms




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