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Me.

Fear. Fear.
Don´t want you here.

Trust. Trust.
Turn my doubts into dust.

Love. Love.
Lift me high above.

Joy. Joy.
But not your toy.

Black. Black.
Don´t want you back.

Heart. Heart.
Where it all has to start.

Grace. Grace.
Can you see it in your face?

Hate. Hate.
Will never take your bait.

Light. Light.
Let me have a big bite.

Pain. Pain.
Always hurts but not the same.

Deep. Deep.
Sometimes make me weep.

True. True.
Cause nothing else will ever do.

Feel. Feel.
Not a heart made of steel.

Mother. Mother.
Like no other.

Dad. Dad.
Missing you is very sad.

Me. Me.
Feeling free.

Free. Free.
Beeing me.




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Publicerad 2023-04-04 03:53



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