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What's deep in my heart,
what lies so low beneath.
What's going to happen,
that I clench all my teeth.
what's going on up there,
I can't read my own mind.
I can read you like a book,
but I'm just too hard to find.
Like a flies life so short,
lucky we have time to think.
We go on so carelessly,
things change within a blink.
Every things a question,
and I always have to choose.
When you are scared,
there isn't that much to lose.
Tiny drops fall down,
splashing into the thick mud.
Not until it hits oxygen,
in my vanes runs blue blood.
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