I was brought here, why?
To live then die?
Each second that passes,
People die in the masses.
What are we scared of?
Emptiness, tragedy, love?
It feels like it's all slipping away
Aometimes I wonder when will it be my day?
I'm tired of hurting, the tears and the pain
Crashing like thiunder, though all of the rain.
Please come and save me
This is my plee.
I'll forever be faithful and kind
if you would just help me escape my mind.
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