The poem

This is my new song. The text is quite finished and I'm working on a music at the moment.

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The life I live is finally ending
I'll soon will rest in a harmless peace
Only dirt and dust, so dark and cold
I'm young, but I feel really old.

Where is the joy that they are promising?
Where is the happiness that I've heard about?
When will be time for my salvation?
The sun's obscured by a rainy cloud.

They took away the hope,
They took away my freedom
There is no path for me to take,
It seems that all my life is a mistake.

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Is the life living or dying?
Am I weak when I am crying?
And when I'm gone and I'll be released
Will I be forgotten or will I be missed?

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The truth I used to believe in is now rotten,
The little boy in mirror is now forgotten
The story of my father still not revealed,
The deepest wounds still not healed.

The migrens are killing my inspiration,
My pockets are always full of holes,
My family and friends think I'm a loser,
But I'm still wondering for Whom the bell tools.

Please give me a hammer to tear down my wall
And I'll be laughing when all the bricks will fall
And I'll finally see the other side
And the night will finally turn into the light.

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