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Sing me a

Symphony

From your darkest nights

And then maybe

Just maybe

I'll say alright

And as I stagger

Your dagger

Drags deeper across my skin

And the this sin

Within

It finds its place again

And then we bleed

And see

And can't help but believe

This is life

It might

Just be the end of me

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