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Its my strength In weakness Its my hope My blind faith When I couldn't find god But I still had demons Who chase me From building to building They ride with me in cars And block my view of the stars If and when I chance to look for stars Its my soul Obdurate When my body is weak But too hard To let the hands that hold me Leave marks I was always meant to be alone I wasn't made to love And every time I cry for help No one hears me I wrote a beautiful song And sent it your direction Because I want my art to be lost In the abyss You say your always there But you were never here You say you're listening I know that no one hears me
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
no one hears me
Its my strength In weakness Its my hope My blind faith When I couldn't find god But I still had demons Who chase me From building to building They ride with me in cars And block my view of the stars If and when I chance to look for stars Its my soul Obdurate When my body is weak But too hard To let the hands that hold me Leave marks I was always meant to be alone I wasn't made to love And every time I cry for help No one hears me I wrote a beautiful song And sent it your direction Because I want my art to be lost In the abyss You say your always there But you were never here You say you're listening I know that no one hears me
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torin
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
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