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My Worst Enemy
If my anger was as free as the wind,
my voice as calm as the sea on a windless eve
my love as shallow as a man's ego
my pain cold as a corpse
I'll be free from the depths of the hell I built...
my own misery.
my voice as calm as the sea on a windless eve
my love as shallow as a man's ego
my pain cold as a corpse
I'll be free from the depths of the hell I built...
my own misery.
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