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Pick away at your wounds
Making them bleed forth crimson...
Knowing all the while that you are slowly,
Slowly fading...
Into darkness you walk
Your day in "paradise"...
The chance to feel alright,
Before you wake up...
In the light you wear that mask
To hide your feelings...
What will happen,
When that mask, that face, is exposed...
Tears flow down your face
Into a puddle on the floor...
Crystallizing as time passes,
Until you enter reality once more...
You reach up to the sky
Learning to say "goodbye"...
Walking cross the road yesterday,
Looking for tomorrow...
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