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Deep down in a pit of despair,
No one looked down and nobody cared. Deep inside, alone I cried. A new day dawned and once more I died. No promises made and no words spoken, The pit is deep and the fall unbroken. Only a tune, sung to the moon, Blind and deaf to a gathering gloom. Sick to my stomach because of my heart And a one-sided love that I didn't start. Another grace, another place. When I look around, I see just one face. They say time is the healer and I am strong, But the cut is deep; can I endure that long? So wave good-bye as I dry my eyes; How grey seems the dawn When I look at the sky. Now, I'm looking up and I still can't see. I need faith like iron - faith in me. Just throw me a rope and I can cope. I need a small light, a ray of hope. Is there someone there? Please look down. Tell me what do you see? What have you found? Can I trust you? I need to; I can't make it alone. There has to be two. I can see the stars and I'm trying again. I'm bleeding and torn, but enduring the pain. I've got my hand on the edge. I'm gaining the top. I pull myself up, exhausting my strength, And stop. And though I see with dazed eyes that my future is curled, I'm level again with the rest of the world. The End
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