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Sadness Personified
Alone I sit here in this quiet silence
Where sometimes wretched bells ring
Its either silence or whistles screaming violence
Its broken me down in all of my dreams
Drawn into a charming obscenity
I FEEL
There's a deep longing
A sharp terrifying vision of a dream
Running forward then reverse and back again
I think it may be taking over me
I once thought there was meaning
to what I've been put through
A reason for all this anguish
Maybe all created by this torched mind
Maybe from feeling so left behind
From feeling so left behind by you
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