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No Anticipation For What Is To Be
eyes jaded
reality has faded
mind can't be related
to what was never anticipated

thoughts are lost
world spins out of control
am i falling apart?
will i lose it all?

how long can i drag on
the flames inside my heart
will not stop until destruction
until i come apart

and all i can do is stand by and watch
as my world comes to an end



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