When i think of facing my worst fear,
Thorns prick my heart, coz of someone dear,
The blood drips in form of a tear,
Then I feel like running from all that's dear.
The deeper the thorns prick in my heart,
My conscience tells me 'stronger than that, thou art",
All I want to do now is part,
With all those who played the hard part.
Within a matter of an eye's blink,
All my life around me seems to sinl,
But all I want to do is have life's drink.
All this is what I feel and think.
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