Pitch Black Butterfly | ✓

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ME

My thoughts are a hurricane
And I always have to kiss the rain,
But when will my time come
When somebody will take away my pain?
I have got fire in my eyes
And I am scared someone may burn,
Trying to figure out what they mean
And break me in every turn.
My life is a race
But slowing down my pace for love,
Would only do more harm than good
To my life above....
My eyes may not be Crystal clear,
But they explain my story, dear.
About the life that I left behind,
So that nobody can ever find.
That once I was broken and lost,
Running from reality,
But how long could I run from the truth
That would always be my sanity?
I have a ranging storm inside,
Which I can no longer hide.
So accept me as I am
Cause I am happy with my so-called life,
Which I would rather like to live alone
Than to just sacrifice.

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