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A cold night full with cries
Hearts filled with coldhearted lies
Is living worth the price
Is it worth pretending to be nice
I fell in this maze
With tears all over my face
Though my eye lids are closed and empty
With these eyes theres nothing I can see
Wearing a mask to cover my identity
No one knows my personalitie
I am unkown
Still my shadow is adjacent to a stone
Cause being empty is all I do
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