"Burning peace like wilted flowers
blowing winds turn the hours
DEATH by BREATH you smell the flames smoke
dark shadows pass over..."Cling
"The world is a dark and scary place
the world has a way of destroying my face
the world's a very dark and scary place
and it hurts sometimes..."Diary
"I was there when she was writing
I felt her pen on paper
there to stay there to pay
I saw her writing me again..."|
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