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No one fights my demons cuz angels don't exist A scream without an echo is an arm without a fist Must we lose the ones we love to see inside our hearts? Aren't we all just souls with tear-away faces
It's 3am You can't sleep Or maybe You don't want to Either way You need to pass time What now? Thinking, thinking, oh wait! An idea! Why hadn't you thought of it before?