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Alone
No one Knows me, No one tries
No one can see how my soul cries
The sting of the razor is nothing compared to the pain
In my mind where Insanity and Sadness rein
Lost life of a child, Himself the Bane
Constant torture and Agony drive him insane
But now in his eternal bed he is lain
In the ground hard and cold
And eyes gaze down on the life that was stole
Silent rejoice upon them for the gain
For the burden now lifted, Was much to sustain
But yet there is sorrow that still remains
For he was without voice, image or name
But in the back of their mind, There's the thoughts they retain
Why hadn't they noticed, or known
But no one has known, No one has known
Of his secret kept well to his own
The secret on which death's Black Rays have shone
And still no one knows why he was Alone
