I’m dying lonely in despair,
I want to run, I don’t know where,
Your empty look is like a bear,
My love is dead, but you don’t care.
Good bye, I’ll never shed a tear
I’m dying but I have no fear
I penetrate the atmosphere,
My life was bleak, my soul is clear.
I want to run and I know where,
This place is born from love we share
With people who will say a prayer
For all who die, and all who care…
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A prayer for those who care
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