I live my life in solitude
Half the time I am destitute
All I want is innocents
All I find is ignorance
Half the time I feel I'm dead
The other half I lie in bed
Waiting for my time to come
Maybe with the morning sun
I look for love to change my world
My holy grail, the perfect girl
Soft at heart and strong in mind
Wholesome spirit that redeems mine
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