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Jun 2010
Like being alone in a crowded room
Anything to pass the time
Except for your bittersweet lullabies
That sang me into submission

I won’t crumble
I won’t hesitate or fade
Or come crawling on my knees
Oh no, I won’t sink low

I’ll swim with the school of skeptics
Mingle in the shallows
Change my final thoughts
And smile at your travesty

Faces made of stone;
This is serious
No one can see the lies

There was no hope
And now I want to be alone
And sleep to sinister beats
Deception all my own
Written by
Allie Savioli
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