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Like a lonesomely drawn night

in the cool autumn breeze

where everything was once right

like a dying rose all alone

I'm living for the dreams

that aren't ever meant to be

I was never that kid in school

no one wanted to be like me

daddy used to treat me bad

tell me I was a worthless fool

so I turned around to prove him wrong

I lived alone for way too long

now I'm something totally different

I let the pain eat at my broken heart

but my dreams, never fell apart...