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I'll Be There

When it burns I'll be there,

 

When it dies I won't care,

 

Will you scream, ''tis not fair?'

 

What of my nightmare?

 

Where inside I died with no one there,

 

So as your cries turn to desperate prayers,

 

In shadows watching I'll be there.

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31 / M / WV
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Oct 1, 2021
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