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Product No.36712Insanity rapes my mind at full capacity Under the watchful eye of the lies that cloud my fate Strings of life drape around me making sure every piece of me is invisible Immediate realization of my false hopes, I let the pain linger in my heart As thestrings begin to fall, only the ones attached to me by fate remain I dance even though I did'ent command it I smile without my knowing I laugh for no reason Ah...I get it now someone else is pulling the strings In my mind's eye I playback everything that happened The stillframes of the past blur through my vision And then I see you.Product No.36712
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