Blackbird

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Lost in a maze,
In cycles we go
Never reaching the end
This is a circle without balance,
So how could that be good for me?
I need to escape,
Not jump back into the flames all over again for you
My chance is here
And I hope you understand
That I need to break the cycle
The cycle of my destruction
For that will set me free
And like a blackbird
Fly into the night

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