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So Speak
I have nothing left
There is no one here
The future is bleak
So speak.
My eyes catch a shadow
Widening as I see you
Hiding away to take a peek
So speak.
My throat is dried up
My voice murdered
Assassinated at its peak
So speak.
I call to you
With just my hands
You scuffle to me, meek
So speak.
I'm all alone and need you
Come here, little birdie
Open that little beak
So speak.
There is no one here
The future is bleak
So speak.
My eyes catch a shadow
Widening as I see you
Hiding away to take a peek
So speak.
My throat is dried up
My voice murdered
Assassinated at its peak
So speak.
I call to you
With just my hands
You scuffle to me, meek
So speak.
I'm all alone and need you
Come here, little birdie
Open that little beak
So speak.
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