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how come did I reach
this moment of doubt
to make matters worst
blear the way to figure out

the image is getting clearer
yet the answer is still in a blur
but the end is never further
yet coming way nearer

that I was the only one left
clinging on this shaking rope
and that I was being isolated
In a fight, I was left fighting alone

what else to do
in a hand without movement
where you can't even glimpse
if it will stay or loosen

but the first will always come
the idea you don't want to bring down
and that even your hands are already bleeding 
you still hold her hands who's to sweep is trying

but I only wish for a single thing
that I've already had done doing
that already cost my peace and rest
that already took my left happiness

speak for your soul
who screams to be heard
so that I could peacefully leave
even if it could hurt

shriek for your heart
who's battered and damned
who's robbed with trust
who's also been defeated

so that if I may leave in sorrow
I could already escape the coldness
and that now I could finally be ease
sleeping in pain of this bearable warm madness