look at me, I am the crippled now
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could you ever hold me again?
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Did you ever look and see what I was
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Ever was I known when I was true?
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And if this is all I am
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Then peace becomes my rotten soul
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They split themselves apart
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And chase away those adored
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they leave behind the binding hope
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they chose to fight, in fear of this
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I hear a million cries
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pleas: only _to be heard_
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I see a million smiles
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pasted on faces of pain
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they are scaling worlds
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oblivious to their own
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all for fear of being hurt
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all for fear of being known
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all on their own
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never asking on
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they fall
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martyrs for lies
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forget: your prejudice
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embrace: me just once
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set aside the horrid smiles
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fall with me to know this vision
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the lights blur and become as one
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none are left to fend or restore
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and time no longer forces fear
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for we know now what we share
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forget, embrace, the time will come
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Martyrs
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| Carrier Flux |
