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Shut the door and rest your mind,
Still looking for a place that's mine.. Don't lie to me,i know i'm alone, My mind is playing tricks to drive me insane. A shadow nearing the window and then it's gone.. Close my eyes, startled, i feel like i'm turning to stone. I still crave to be lost together, Must find ourselves in each other. Blinded by a wall of dust, Can't reach the other half that's caught. Long hours lay ahead.. My dry thoughts keep me company instead, Silence kills the cry in my head, My body is so numb, I feel dead.. Forever iced, i speak no more My hands are trembling from so much cold, The clock stopped ticking at dawn.. Dust is settling in my heart.
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