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and I say no!
I don't wanna to live here anymore there's anything to fight for. I look around me and I cry up to the sky begging for a smile not so dry, but all I get is this rain of lies that knock me down in your eyes. why should I stay? I'm nothing any more but a puppet of my own brain, a shadow on my wall, a toy of my game and I hate when I run, I hate looking down trying to remember my own way. so why should I stay ? And I want you! hit me with your breath, full fill me with your soul, get me out of this empty hole. I'm tired of climbing this wall so cut the strings of my doll. and I give up... you can take it all!
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