I see them in the songs I write,
I watch them as they haunt my dreams at night,
Broken and lost in this world that is not mine,
A pen on paper,
A tear
That shines.
You can hear my heart beating
Over the yelling of your voice
I should be scared,
Lost of hope and might but I have faith in my soul to gather strength through the night.
This is as such a roll of dice,
To win or lose
Is the price
A tear I give,
A drop,
In fright.
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