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Nov 2011
i cant even try
now that you've bled me dry
so i can no longer move on
from everything thats gone

the sharp knife in my hand
to make the final stand
and take away all the pain
that falls in the rain

show the demons that have come
that im ready for my final song
when the words no longer make a rhyme
and stand still this final time

how can you see my fate
when you cant stop your own
cuz its in this final state
that i am left alone

now that i see the light
for the final time
i finally lose my sight
unable to shine
Ben Fernekees
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Ben Fernekees
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