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Within My Own
A being sewn with fine broken lace and without any eyes
Worn and torn, thus broken and weathered by years of many lies
Clings onto the forgotten but once noticed shelf just once more
Before the time comes to be shattered by the reality and the floor
I dare not speak of the past and the tunes played
But to mention the emotions that filled up this now empty room ,and warmed the hearts of many, once important but now meaningless
Comes now the cold and wicked air of the fallen and betrayed
She begs me now not to go back,
But I must travel the past once more
The confidence was there but now today I lack
because I fail to recognize when to shut the door
What was now alive is long gone, and dead
As we sing for another day, while someone else loses their head
The unspeakable and unmentionable becomes now our vision
We ignore and feign ignorance to proceed with our own decision
Greed is right behind my shoulders
I say that I must not become like the rest of the world
I try to kill the dark behind me but wait another day once more
I ripped the happiest moments from the book of memories
to hold it dearly, but it blocks my path today as huge boulders
As you try to lock the door
Something whispers faintly but ever so determined to your ear
"Do not dare forget, but do not be sore."
"The present dies, but a future born does not represent fear"
