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I bear the blunt cold desolate world.
Alone I am seeking refuge, where nobody lies.
The desert sand kicks up in my face.
My tears are swept away by the sand.

I can't shed any more,
The cold navy night.
Sends chills down my spine.
Robs me of my sight.
And FEEDS me the lies

I lay next to a tree.
Hoping I would be free
From the scorpions who try to sting me.
I try to catch some rest and hope it'll be for the best.
My eyes close, my mind opens.
It's ever so dark in my mind.
Not a single thought that shined.
I sleep the night away.
Hoping I am safe for today.

It is shining hot in the desert.
I wake up to blinding rays of light that stab my ever so sensitive eyes.
My skin boils.
How much longer shall I suffer?

I wander the blunt hot desolate world.
Alone I am seeking refuge, where nobody lies.
The desert sand kicks up in my face.
My tears are swept away by the sand.