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Grave
Lying in the grave
Trying to figure out what i did
Looking up at the gray
Beneath the surface
My eyes hurt
But i can’t close them
It wont be long until they shut
Savoring this last moment
Sometimes i had hope
Unrequited love was always my friend
Failure was always the result
I can’t even fold
I had a decent childhood
Flowers planted above
My tears’ll feed the roots
When the sun shines they'll bloom
Dirt falls on my face
Thought about my reputation
I wasn’t known as one who talked
My body starts decaying
Trying to figure out what i did
Looking up at the gray
Beneath the surface
My eyes hurt
But i can’t close them
It wont be long until they shut
Savoring this last moment
Sometimes i had hope
Unrequited love was always my friend
Failure was always the result
I can’t even fold
I had a decent childhood
Flowers planted above
My tears’ll feed the roots
When the sun shines they'll bloom
Dirt falls on my face
Thought about my reputation
I wasn’t known as one who talked
My body starts decaying
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