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Feb 2015
‘cause I’m writing in the dark
And this light- it burns my eyes
This song, along with my soul,
Is fading with my cries

Nowhere I can turn
No one can help me here
No time left to grasp
Nothing to hold my fears

Darkest developments
Patience that once could live
A taste of the end so sweet
And nothing to give in return

Maybe I’m just scared
But I know that I’m scarred
To turn and walk away
Or runaway so far

© 2003
Neal Emanuelson
Written by
Neal Emanuelson  Amsterdam, Netherlands
(Amsterdam, Netherlands)   
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