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From the dark abyss in my mind,
I have thought about what to think about what to believe You try and pretend you are something of which you are not and can never be, something I have surrendered From the dark abyss in my heart, I know that you can never fill it for you've never even tried You act as if everything will be okay I used to believe it, but not anymore You speak of nothing but false truths From the dark abyss in my soul, there is an anger for which I hold for you It waits for a release which might never come You love as if it is something of nonimportance For me, it means everything Something I believe you'd never understand
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