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Now in hand, |
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a choice ahead. |
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Buried in sand. |
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Once blessed, now dead. |
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Wake from my dream |
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so it may seem still I regret |
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And I make sure is? |
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All is gone |
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(To the hate hunting me) |
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Still lost, somehow. |
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To understand I must? |
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I dig with both hands |
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tru' a promise I kept |
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Deeper I love, more I awake |
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And all that I took |
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was not mine to take |
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All is gone |
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(To the hate hunting me) |
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Still lost, somehow. |
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I know it.. |
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(to the tears blinding me) |
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To understand... to understand |
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All is gone |
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(To the hate hunting me) |
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Still lost, somehow. |
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I know it.. (I love you) |
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(to the tears blinding me) |
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So mean, so far. |
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To understand... to understand.. |