Dark the night.
I stood with my back against a wall
With a fake smile and a broken soul
A tiny light shed its gleam on my pale skin
Cant remember the scars it revealed
Cant remember the pain it prevoked from within
Staring at the sky wondering if its time
Time to break these chains binding me
This darkness stealing my sunlight
Stealing my pride stealing my own life.
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