Minute by minute, day by day
It fades away
Until you feel
It was not real
A memory or just a dream?
Somehow it seems
That no one here
Has known that fear
To be alone, lost in my head
Is what I dread
But seems to me
I can't be free
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Minute #5: Lost
Minute by minute, day by day
It fades away
Until you feel
It was not real
A memory or just a dream?
Somehow it seems
That no one here
Has known that fear
To be alone, lost in my head
Is what I dread
But seems to me
I can't be free