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Broken Souls
If I could lift your spirit over the river of tears washing you downstream
I would bear your burden and make your nightmare another kind of dream
Put down the blade, don’t cut away at the pieces left surrounding your soul
The pain you feel isn’t the only thing that is still under your control
Please don’t want to die when there’s so many feelings you haven’t tried
I know because I wasted thirty- three years wishing I had died
Until I realized that life is a doorway, you hold the key to be set free
The dead cannot unlock the secret gate leading to the hallway of eternity
I’m barely strong enough to carry my broken soul across the parapet
So follow the sound of my voice to a place you haven’t discovered yet
I would bear your burden and make your nightmare another kind of dream
Put down the blade, don’t cut away at the pieces left surrounding your soul
The pain you feel isn’t the only thing that is still under your control
Please don’t want to die when there’s so many feelings you haven’t tried
I know because I wasted thirty- three years wishing I had died
Until I realized that life is a doorway, you hold the key to be set free
The dead cannot unlock the secret gate leading to the hallway of eternity
I’m barely strong enough to carry my broken soul across the parapet
So follow the sound of my voice to a place you haven’t discovered yet
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