absence of the sun

Do we have to reach the edge everytime ???
does it have to blow inside of me ???
does it have to be so strong ???
it's not a war, not a fight, it's a live.
it's us.
i'm standing here, again, feeling bad, feeling mad, feeling guilty.
will you care if i left this last rock under my feet ?
that i am holding, that i don't want to let go ?
will you look down to see what have you lost ?
or will you runaway and say nothing ?
think how much i care, think that why you always say that i'm not fair.



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