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make it through
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2011 seeking only answers
thoughts stick like cancer
sleepless like walking dead
non stop thoughts circulating in my head
I need to get away from this
nothing left here for me to miss
your shadow drips on me like rain
a constant reminder of pain
haunting me endlessly
just need sleep
the truths of a lie I never got
I can't trick myself I loved you alot
I've no desire for games or cruel intentions
maybe of your own unknowing inventions
everything I am is why I must be alone
to find myself on my own
traveling alone on my way
bit by bit away from the grey
though I may never forget you
I will make it through
