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Copyright Theresa
Behind the purple shadow
of dreams
I hear music and I hear
screams
Of others in the shadow
of life
Those afraid to pick up
the knife
We know the answer is
death
but we're afraid to take our own
breath
We cannot live and we cannot
die,
Life for us is one big
lie.
So in the shadow we
remain
Eventually we get used to the
pain.
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