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I look at the front I can't recognize the road... I look at my back I can't help but cry... I glance at the sides I'm alone... Alone. I can't scream I lost my voice... I can't cry It won't change a thing... I can't move Fighting is futile... Hope... Where is my hope? I can't remember what I can't remember when I can't remember why Hope... It's a foreign word
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 4:30 AM UTC
Hope
I look at the front I can't recognize the road... I look at my back I can't help but cry... I glance at the sides I'm alone... Alone. I can't scream I lost my voice... I can't cry It won't change a thing... I can't move Fighting is futile... Hope... Where is my hope? I can't remember what I can't remember when I can't remember why Hope... It's a foreign word
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 4:30 AM UTC
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