The Spark
I feel so alone
no one in my bed to warm me
I can't stand this pain
why couldn't someone warn me
I've taken the wrong path
only music can comfort me
I feel it run through my veins
it ignites me
It is my only friend
it can not judge me
It sets a fire inside of me
i am an addict
I am an addict with a pen
my thoughts will be recorded
Nothing can stop me now
except for music
Music is my company
but it also holds me back
My one friend left behind
is my only obstacle
I can not understand why
a friend would limit me so
But i must accept it
for it accepts me
and keeps me going through the night
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