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NightMare
i feel the lost creeping up my spine
i think it is time i said goodbye
this happy face i wear, isn't mine
behind this mask, all i do is cry
i feel the love that wears me down
keeping me intact with witty lies
the joy that hides, never makes a sound
cutting all of my close ties
the lost search eagerly for the song
singing sweetly in our ears
walking for miles, going for long
trying to chase the words of fears
escape the idea of constant shadows
find a sunnier spot to stand
don't run, your life never foreshadows
when you're lost hold out your hand
this is a dream that will end
even if you fake not to care
you don't know have to pretend
i'll grab your hand, free you from a nightmare
Published 19th Feb 2013
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