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Empty
My life is empty
My heart is bear,
They see me waisting away
Yet they still don't care,
The blade in my hand is my only friend
Blood on my wrist and the tears that I fight,
The darkness consumes me
I am part of the night,
The cold brace of emptiness
Is all that I can feel
This pain inside how can it be real?
My heart is breaking
All this strength that it is taking,
And I fell into my grave
And thats how I found my new awakening
My heart is bear,
They see me waisting away
Yet they still don't care,
The blade in my hand is my only friend
Blood on my wrist and the tears that I fight,
The darkness consumes me
I am part of the night,
The cold brace of emptiness
Is all that I can feel
This pain inside how can it be real?
My heart is breaking
All this strength that it is taking,
And I fell into my grave
And thats how I found my new awakening
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