The Fine Line
open up or cross the line tell me is now the time should I let it shine is it your heart that hurts or is it mine they say there is a fine line in desperate times we let go of broken vines call upon shrines while we forget who we are is it your soul that hurts or is it mine they all say there is a fine line painful memories quake as the earth around you shakes forgotten to know your true place with lines you couldn't trace is it your mind that hurts or is it mine everyone says there is always a fine line
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