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i hurt myself today, to see if i still feel. i focus on the pain, the only thing that's real, the needle tears a whole, the old familiar sting, try to kill it all away, but i remember every thing, what have i become? my sweetest friend? everyone i know goes away in the end...and you could have it all, my empire of dirt, i will let you down, i will make you hurt. i wear this crown of thorns, upon my liars chair, full of broken throughts i can not repair, beneath the stains of time, the feeling diappears, you are someone else, i am still right here...what have i become my sweetest friend? everyone i know goes away in the end. and you could have it all my empire of dirt, i will let you down, i will make you hurt. If i could start again, a million miles away, i will keep myself, i will find a way.