Tears
I am but one in this sea of many no burden and life of plenty no worries just carefree but personal fear drowns me i provoke the hatred inside i can't keep anything off my mind i fear it soon in love and fate that every chance i get comes to late and even with this crime i hold something that is as bright as gold it shines so bright a lonely tear i hold all my feelings here it is but just a tear
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