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If you have letters to write,Phone calls to make,Goodbyes to voice,You have a reason to stayJust one more dayEveryday.
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You will be invited to my wedding,A chair will be reserved for youIn th front row,Even though I knowYou won't make itIn time for the vows.You moved ou..
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Too many times
I was silenced.
Too many times
The words I wanted to speak
Tumbled over each other,
Victimless gladiators,
Begging and scraping t..
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Oh,
To be the art
Instead of the canvas.
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TW : Self-harm
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I’m searching for my home.
Barefoot, I walk amongst the path of
stones,
The one, as a child, I had made with my
heart still in the makin..
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