| Near Death I see it in your eyes. You tell me that your fine. You wear your mask well But your heart has become an empty shell Forgotten... Plagued by grief, Your heart was taken by a thief, A pain so great your words won't tell, But your heart leaves a trail where the tears fell. Your heart cries. There's darkness in your eyes. There isn't a star for your night's sky. Your spirit is broken. Your heart is a hole. Who will come and save your soul? |
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