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Oct 2015
I can hear this silence,
talk with my shadow
and when I fall asleep,
I can breath peacefully
I don't want to wake up
I don't want people hear my cries
hidden for the tragedy
I still wait for the moment
when things will be changed forever
and the sky will be colored with red paint
Evanescence
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Evanescence
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