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I wake up everyday
And every day is the same
Driving me down
Killing me slow.
As all colors fade to grey
I run. Out of words.
I vanish into.
Fade into.
Myself.


Will there ever ever
Be ever ever or never
A phoenix
A flame in my path
A bright sun rise
Something that will change
Everything

Will I ever be or ever see
Some one or some thing
That will bring back my hopes and reams?

Maybe tomorrow
Today. I feel bleak.
Too weak
To speak.