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I beg for crippled answers
I pray for life,
But all I feel like is dying
Curl up in bed crying.

What do you do when all your strength is gone?

You build up your walls
Draw the line,
Open the blinds
From time to time.
Shut the door.
But home ain’t home anymore.

Take out a notepad
Contemplating. Leave a letter behind
Riddle with burns and scars
Better than dying in the bars.

What did I do when all my strength was gone?

You build up your walls
Draw the line,
Open the blinds
From time to time.
shut the door,
But home ain’t home anymore

It’s a coffin
and when they lay my weary head to rest
My soul is their’s to keep
As the darkness rises up around me
Their was mine to keep
But I took it for granted
And threw it away.

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