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Alone

Live alone, die alone
Heart of glass
Turned to stone
Love is dead
Can’t you see?
T’was always dead
inside of me
A fire burns
A blaze of hate
Feelings churn
A deadly fate
I live in fear
I live in strife
A single tear
A bloody knife
I look back
At what I’ve done
And see it in
The morning sun
Love is there
To help me though
Rarely fair, and rarely true
It takes my hand
And guides my way
So I can live
Another day

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