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Shy to the world

A soul becomes

So scared of the world

An innocence returns to take hold

Hold on to me

Keep your dread at bay

What will die first?

The heart

The mind

The soul

Words will fall at the tongue

It passes away day by day

Thinking is dying through decay

To die twice is a curse

Hold on to me

Keep your dread at bay

What will die first?

The heart

The mind

The soul

Crushing this life to deny

GO!

Hoping that it’ll end soon

Will the heart break last?

Once filled with passion

Now just a lonely shell

To die twice is a curse