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Thoughts
Walking
Waiting
Aimlessly
There lies no fire in my heart
With fresh thoughts of death
I'll hold
Feeling will fleeting
With each exhale
My forlorn hope is
Tonight may be
my final fire
Allowing my life to soon depart
Waiting
Aimlessly
There lies no fire in my heart
With fresh thoughts of death
I'll hold
Feeling will fleeting
With each exhale
My forlorn hope is
Tonight may be
my final fire
Allowing my life to soon depart
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