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9:35pm

I felt your hand and its crumbling
Its nine thirty five and its been quite a long week
Rising inside the furnace something is changing inside of me
Blackness is spreading like wildfire and it's completely consuming
The end of the world and i feel nothing at all
Let it break down the foundation of this wishing well
I tried for so long, ill die alone and thats just as well
Let someone else worry, let someone else worry, let someone else.
Written by TooSadToDance (Dylan)
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