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It rises

cold and dark

as the night sky

 

It burns

as honest and lonely

the less I try to fight

 

I'd rather lose tomorrow

then stand here today

I'd rather this come harm me

then bother you again

 

It's ture that I regret it

but I wouldn't take it back

this feeling one and only

breathing down my neck

 

Come steal away

and hide it fast

they'll never know

their time has passed

 

I'll not bother with the sorries

that hope is pointless now

I only ask for worry

and the wish that you are proud

 

I'm not a lover

nor strong at heart

but the passion of this hatred

is burning when you're far

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