I live in constant fear
That a day will appear
When I have no friends
When there is no one near.
I can see it clearly
Hear it loud and clear
No known home to go to
Belonging nowhere
I can feel the feelings
All I've held so dear
Have suddenly dissapeared
Awake to a nightmare
But if that day comes
I'll be sure to be prepared
I'll have a rope in my hand
And a place for my snare.
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