The Truth Is With You

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It's hard to be finding myself when the answers are blinding. 

And the darkest thing in my life is the light. 

I can no longer continue when I cannot be with you.

The Fire is fuel of each failing fight, 

And there isn't enough time for me to fight. 

Everyday I'm falling from a greater height. 

 

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