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I stare out the window, and onto
the street,
My mind casts up ghosts, and with
their eyes I meet,
My heart starts to cry, but I
wrench back t..
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Sorrow is the sadness,The empty, hollow heart,It creeps inside your every thought,And tears your mind apart.It's in the every raindrop,That falls upon..
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