Silence kills words at night
leaves my fears out of sight.
I lose, I win, no matter what
it leaves at dawn it falls apart.
A strange feeling in the air
lost inside a godless prayer.
The age of youth is now my past
and the dreams I made that didn’t last.
Are now floating in despair…
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