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Aug 2013
There are bright lights in the darkness
And some truth to every lie
Living in fear that you'll die
You fall before you fly

Silence is louder than words
Yet I keep hoping, looking for answers
These days are a set of funny, sad blurs
I don't want to end up holding razors

They say lies are only paper thin
Yet they've got me surrounded, suffocating
arham
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arham  inside my head
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