O, how it hurts
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The sting of solitude!
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I'm quenching on my own
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My solitude is going to kill me
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O, how they tighten
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The ropes around my neck!
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What have I done to myself?
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From this self-made hell
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Who is going to save me?
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As I'm laying here
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With my eyes closed
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I can see you smiling, drowning in joy
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I reach out my arms; beg to touch your face
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But you stand there motionless
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Waving from the other side
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Childhood memories: tears of happiness in my eyes
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Sitting in the middle of a crowded room
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Around me joyous faces -those who loved me
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They are all here for me -I'm the pride of the room
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Beautiful paintings on the walls
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Someone throws a match into the fireside...
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Where are they now? Please, tell me!
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As this pain cuts me in two
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And nobody is here to heal my open wounds
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Alone I am dying, alone I am crying
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I pray for time to come and take
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The remains of what seems to have been me...
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Even the shadows of time have abandoned me
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They left terrified by the empty look
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On my scarred face
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Time has forgotten me
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I'm getting older every day but I never die
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"The time has come to end your life:say a last goodbye to the world"
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"I can't do such a thing"
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"What are you waiting for? The world doesn't need you. Die like a honourable man"
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"NEVER! I shall live and learn to bear this damned pain!"
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O Solitude
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| Pantheist |
