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A garden so perfect
Immaculate and divine
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A wart from the back of a frog
Perhaps the wicked man's tongue
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When worst comes to worse, and all begins to fall,
To handle life's every demand.
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As we light a warming fire
Under a dark but starlit sky
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Blinded by the methods taught
To hide the face behind the name
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Their words will never be known
For they're said so silently.
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Saddened that it wasn’t the familiar face
Of whose name, at night, I solemnly cry
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The forgotten time
A place so lonely
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I am the only star in this show
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A bird without wings
I cannot fly
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There was a girl-
Tainted with misery
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Burning candles
Flickering flames
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Of the days we have had come
Our smiles never seemed to fade
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The needle is your tongue
An addiction for what is fake
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Devoured and forgotten are they
But I picked and prodded—pulled them apart
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When those painful little bullets
Are shot through my innocent skin
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Hey, Mister Reaper,
Can you visit me tonight?
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Spring of ninety-nine
Bore an ear shattering day
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Walk softly across the floor
Produce no sound at all
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Born into this free land
Which you call hell
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Hate, lies, and tragedy
Combined, knotted together
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Close up the curtains
No light and no wisdom
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Rescue me from my deep dark hole,
My life, my struggles, the castle
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Wandering through the valley
A man on a horse.
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Rise at Darkness Hour
To consume my soul
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I sit upon your stone
With my head in my hands
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A little black sheep
In a crowded world
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You flashed me a fake smile
To tell me it was all right
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Draw it back
And off your face—
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He fills that void—
The torturing emptiness
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I lie here, naked
Upon this king-sized bed
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Here it is, knocking on my door
I answer it with faith and hope
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I stand right in front of you
But I’m among the unseen
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Heaven has thrown me out
So now I shed my wings
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