Black Sight
A heart that feels heavy, A mind that is not really ready, A little walk is just too much, This two never become one. A fight started by me, Now I'm suffering, Like best friends, That are in a big rift. I started to walk alone, I'm more comfortable When I'm by myself, I don't know the road I'm walking in. Don't want to talk Don't want to walk, Life is making it hard, I'm making my life a misery.
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