dead hours theme
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Do you read me?
I rise, I fall
Back to the ground
I lied, complied
And yet still decay
I fight, I thrive
By killing myself
Somehow survive
Another day
Should I measure the time I have?
Should I ever dream my own dream
Should I ever become myself
Have a mouth but no scream
Open my grey eyes so to see
This world that I thought would be my grave
Survived, I survived, but this path made of bones
Is one that I paved
Gave up my heart but I am trapped
In this undying form of metal
I killed the weak parts I possess
All thorns no use for a petal