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It's a pain I've felt before

but not as strong enough like now

Even then it didn't matter to you

i placed my bleeding heart into your hand

you just squeezed it to dust...

there was a time

without ignorance

when I could walk away

and not look back

Now it's something that kills me if I do

Everything little thing you say

Drives me to search for that time

Have to find it...

Have to find that peace I once had

But I keep fighting...

Trying to fight that devil inside

That keeps cutting my world in half

Have no choice..

Have to keep fighting...

Keep fighting you....