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I walk down the streets alone this night, None here to comfort me, The way is empty, void of light, A blindness prevents to see. I beg and I weep to the sky, Asking for an answer so clear, None does it reply, Adding double to my fear. I stare at the street ahead, And nowhere do I see light, I wonder if I am dead, And I hope that I am right. The knife in my hand, a gun away, The river so close tonight, But my hand and my feet I stay, Till sure the time is right. I feel the need to weep my tears, But none come to my eyes, None to wash away my fears, That make me want to die. "Show me the way!" I cry out, To the dark silent street, None around hears my shout, "The way..." my echoes repeat, My feet reply to tearless sobs, I tread through the dark. All alone... |
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