If I start running now,
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Maybe I can make it to the door.
These tears in my eyes hold me back and how
I donít know if I can take anymore.
I often wondered,
What this pain would feel like again
Everythings become so blundered
And these words are beginning to blend.
The jesters court has become my home
And Iíll play the fool again
Before dawn Iíll be left here alone
Ending so long before it begins.
If I knew all I know now...then. I'd have still made the same mistakes - - because I wouldn't believe myself.