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Goodbye
Far is the way next to the path, i never find anyway - Blood is soaked on my road, i never can turn away - I gather not a twig, i am a vine to the ugliest thorns - Scarred to deep, wounds that bleed shallow, i turn my back, inside the cracks of my mirror - Do you hear my screams, i am calling myself, i fear to be scared of my name - Black does not know the color displayed by my soul, black does not hear an ear to my cries - When i look up to the skies, the only words i have, rains the pain to goodbye
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Unic Cjonr
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