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Swansong for a RAven
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Once I had an understanding for the way things were
everything had a purpose, some deep meaning I wasn't meant to understand
Now I know I was wrong
My mind young and ignorant
Now I lay here, glancing into my past
with a quiet chuckle I breathe...
hoping that my next breath comes
what force could stop this downward spiral?
human nor thing would be foolish enough to stand before this moving frieght train
hoping...somehow to derail it and change its path
I do not believe things will get better for me
Now I feel I can only grow more desensitized to everything falling apart around me

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