So far away
So far from home
A strangers land
There is nothing you feel nothing
You took too much
You should write more
Yes I should write more
Because
Night scars the day
We are here again
In a
Look at my skin, my poor skin
Old enough already
Now I
There's no love here
And days are blue and sterile
I talk to god in the dark when I’m all
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