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The song


As I sit, feeling of hopelessness The sound I hear, whispers sweet music The sound comforts me As I sit the silence surrounds me But in my ear the music is in me The music repeats over and over again As if a whisper from an old friend The weeks change, but days stay the same My self-control is lost Fading into a distant glass The loss I bare has control As I feel control The loss is my song
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