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i know that i was not born for this day
was i even born at all?
there's a fear i have of commmonplace
i'm afraid of everything
i can't struggle through or break it
i'm just too crippled
jesus christ, when you look at me don't
you know what you see?
my eyes glued shut they can't believe
anything that they observe
and i can't trust my own sick head
to ever have a thought
a plate glass window in my heart
it's thick and cold
i've got a reputation for being alive
oh the rumors people start
grey mornings send the sun straight
in to the ground

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"Come night, come darkness, for you cannot come too soon or stay too long in such a place as this." Charles Dickens


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