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I can sit in the darkness,
Crying, wondering if a switch exists.
My screams hit the wall, just like me,
Echoing the doom,
Nothing left to cry.
The darkest corner,
So warm and comforting,
Just like his arms,
Why am I letting this happen?
There's not a hope,
Specially for this type of case,
Dumb dyslexic girl,
Holding your darkened life,
In a glass of your blood.
I'm a shame,
I have no hope,
I hold the guilt and the blame,
For every mistake.
I'm sorry,
Let me apologize again,
I'm sorry.
Please forgive me,
Everything is my fault.
I'm so sorry...
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