I don t believe
It has been ended many times
And started over comprehending
The sun that will forever rise
I don't believe our fate's a prison
But there's a choice so hard to make
I wish I had a clear vision
And could avoid my worst mistake
I wish I had some dreams remaining
And feelings that won't fade away
But all I have - a soul with pain in
That begs for dying not today
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