Siting in the edge of my mind,
Starting to feel the cold breeze we all feel,
Shaking my head not to become blind,
And playing with myself, now I won't try to steal.
And I face the mirror once again,
This fight I try to escape to,
Trying to change everything in vain,
And realize, that I never felt so blue.
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