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To many voices in my head to many visions in my memories so many decisive things that seem to change flow of time so many times I have laid here and cried with the emptiness that I hold inside so many times I have tried to hide from the loneliness that has always been my life no wife to cherish because she parished a time ago no one to run to because it seems everyone runs from me no family to bring me up when I'm down because the hurt I feel is self inflicted so many times my heart has been tricked into thinking that love has always been knocking at my door but every time I open the door its only the heartbreak thats always been a constant in my soul cause I'm slowly growing old cause I have no one to hold my hand and stand beside in the fight for the that I once had completely drained from the years I have faced this world by myself and there's nothing left for me to give so as days slowly pass me by I guess I will continue to relive the struggle which is my life
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