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My tears were falling down like rain does.
It was never an ending…
My heart was black, filled with anger.
Anger like stones.
My face never smiled, like when the beast lost his beauty.
My secrets were deep inside me. Chained to my soul.
My soul was evil, black and dead, “don’t wake it up”
I heard inside my head
My body was just one of all masks I used.

My tears is gone, like the rain outside
My heart where scars now, because you healed my deep wounds.
I have waited for you to come, to light my day.
I can smile without think I became the beast.
One look into your eyes, one thought of you-
is all I need to feel loved.
Some secrets are still untold, and will be for everyone, including you
No one can handle my deepest secrets.
My soul is back from the death; it went to hell and back
Still very afraid of you, still very black and evil.

The voices are gone.
I can live my life,
You are the one who understands me.
You are the one who let loose my heavy, hard secrets
Now is my turn
Sister, come take my hand and let me do what you did to me.

I Live For The Pain

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