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Feathers
Light in every way
I'm lost
My heart has been stolen
By the fear of my self
So often do I cry
Knowing I can not die
For if I do
I would die within a lie
Of a life I thought I knew
And to die in such a way
Would be pointless
I'm lost
My heart has been stolen
By the fear of my self
So often do I cry
Knowing I can not die
For if I do
I would die within a lie
Of a life I thought I knew
And to die in such a way
Would be pointless
Published 7th Dec 2014
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