when nothings left but shattered pieces of my dream
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i find it hard to face the day my motivations disappeared
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it seems pieces of my dreams lying on the ground
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i close my eyes but i hear their sound so when i turn around
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and see those pieces on the ground i go on back and pick them up
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and built it up like stone i now stand stronger
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i benefit from pain i find it easier to face the day
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my heart knows nothing but gain
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Pieces
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