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Have you ever stood there, at the edge of it all, watching it burn, wishing you would fall?
The weight of it all pulls at your heart, and you watch yourself slowly fall apart.
I'm watching the pieces spiral down to the flames, unmoving, petrified, there's no point, struggling's in vain...
It'll all be over, there's no need to react. The pain inside won't last.
Don't be pathetic...
Delightful lies from a poisoned tongue, a sharper sting, the lullaby sung.
As I close my eyes, with truth the lies meld, and I slowly begin to forget myself.
But the horrible thing about falling asleep, is that the waking world is always waiting for me...
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