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I dream a dream that isn't real
And live the life that has no feel
Exhausted mentally for my mind is weak
I dare not share so I will not speak

I break my arm left with scars
To feel the pain no more my heart
When the conscience talks I've fallen dark
And lurk the shadows hurt from shards

I can not love but love I must
There is no one there no one to trust
Obssessed to the feelings that I lust
Dead and gone I hold this grudge