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Sorrow
My heart is slowly breaking into two pieces.
Nobody can hear my silent screams to my daddy, telling him to take me home.
Hello. My name is Hunger and, I'm a whore.
I think I've seen many of you here before...
Allow me to explain.
When the land, kisses the sunlight
And, day turns into night,
My pencil writes down what I think, but also what I see and what I fear
What I hear and what is near
And what is far as the stars.
