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I sit here surrounded by sightless eyes, |
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Because of all these words unspoken, |
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A haunting past has returned once more, |
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I hate being alone, but I push everyone away, |
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As my vision fades, this darkness grows, |
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I hate to do this to you, |
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So tell me what you see, |
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The pain from loss is passing, |
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Inside this mirror I see myself, |
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For a darkness from my past |