hurdled fears and nocturnal tears
only lead to unexpected years...
While dashing smiles and smiling denials,
only add to synchronized miles.
another day in defeat...
another action so discreet..
another night i climb into bed,
and do nothing but stare at my feet.
send me to heaven, send me to hell...
make every story that i've ever told,
be a fable that no one should ever tell.
send me to heaven, save me from hell...
make everyday short of what it's worth,
but make it easy to sell...
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