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DEAD iN MY MiND

AND COLD TO THE BONE

i OPENED MY EYES

AND SAW i WAS ALONE



i PUT MY HANDS OVER MY FACE

AND SiLENTLY SCREAMED

THEN CLOSED MY EYES

AND BEGAN TO DREAM



i DREAMT OF HiS FACE

HiS TOUCH AND HiS SMiLE

THEN REALiZED

HE MADE LiFE WORTHWHiLE



WiTHOUT HiM

i WAS ALONE AND SCARED

THE WORLD WAS LiFELESS

AND NOBODY CARED



A PART OF ME WAS MiSSiNG

JUST LiKE iT MUST DiE

SO i WALK ALONE iN THE RAiN

SO NOBODY CAN SEE ME CRY