Lost all I could lose
Inside with pride
Short with temper fuse
I go into the dark to hide
In deep sleep, woken up cold
Fell hard on the ground
something broke in my soul
left the gaping hole open.
I am left alone
I hear every sound
That the breeze has awoken
Breaking into my home
I have fallen, down
To the ground
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