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Sometimes I feel this fear, the feeling of always be left in the last void of someones mind.

This disease runs along with me all the time. From the day my eyes first saw light, til the day my eyes close in eternal dark.

But ive always been kind and never spoke of what my heart is full of, sorrow.
And I guess me trying to hold you all, is to hold you down...

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