Knife

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I can pretend, but I can't lie,
This vibrant shadow, burning inside;
It's my demon, don't come near,
The clouds I love might shed a tear.

I have no strength, I have no hope,
I have no life, I have no worth;
I need to turn these thoughts around,
Before my angels hit the ground.

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