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This fear inside me,
Will heal wounds of last day.
This face in my head is dared over me,
I never shall be same.
I shall be close inside my self.
My reason it you,
I want to find a place for a pain.
My reason it you,
The broken heart,
All this that is at me.
I run from you,
Far that nobody could find me.
To forget all these mistakes,
I leave this lie to you.
I do not want to see your face.
This fear inside me,
Will heal wounds of last day.
This face in my head is dared over me,
I never shall be same.
I shall be close inside my self.
My reason it you,
I want to find a place for a pain.
My reason it you,
The broken heart,
All this that is at me.
I run from you,
Far that nobody could find me.
To forget all these mistakes,
I leave this lie to you.
I do not want to see your face.
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