| Here I sit, alone and curled. Hiding, denying, this damned world. Isolation, devastation, alone I remain. Shaking, breaking, love abstained. | |
| Rapdly falling rain Your piercing eyes searching again Too much hurt and pain Just get it into your brain |
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