in all those years
i have fear
one day you'll walk out
now it is clear
each time you are near
i cant feel you here
and i am scared
i have tears
time is running short
you starting to fade
is hurting my head
cant go ahead
sleep on my bed
lying in the cold
wind howling my soul
no one i can hold
i am better off dead
there is nothing more.......
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