Here I...

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Here I lay

Drowning in my fears again

Oh, what have I become?

A thing formed from sin or the world's creation

Here I cry

Downing the emotions like a bottle of vodka

Forgetting and remembering my past

One I had hopped to erase

Here I think

I've never been a hero

If anything I'm the villain of my own story

Here I die

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