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Helping others doesnt help.
I have started stopping it.
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Once in a while deperation.

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I desperately need the power to forget.
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Talking to the mirror

"All the things you do
Come back to you"

All the bad things you do
Come back to you

Some of the good things,
might.
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(if you are lucky)

That red coloured feeling I used to hate.

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I threw it down the alley
When i thought it was useless

I threw it down hard
that it broke into pieces

I threw it down hard
A long long time ago

I threw it away fast
My hands were all full

Now that my hands are all empty
I need a full heart

I am looking back down
Now time has flown away

I am creeping down the alley
to get them broken pieces

I got no piece
The alley has been cleaned

Now I need it bad
But i have thrown it all away
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