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the pain will come with the morning sun will the night betray the day blistered skin withered from within scratch to shed this shell away will you know my name or will i hang my head in shame will someone take this tired skin that ive been dying in will someone hold me to the light and if I die tonight then take this broken man and wrap me tight within this brand new skin watch me fly freedom like wings and i will use them freedom like wings and i will spread them wide Written February 6th, 2002 © on Feb 05 2002 03:11 PM PST 0 • 10
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"the pain will come ..."