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A Handful Of Nothing

With closed eyes I greet the fallen

Joy denied autums calling

Withering beauty scornful madness

My redemption

A sanctuary from a year of failures

A home for the broken



Time to rest my weary bones

To ease my heart I drop the stone

In solitude I feel no pain

And for a moment I am sane



Organized from the chaos

All intact I face the rain

Wasted beauty owned by liars

True deception

Count me in as one of the cowards

I'm no exception



Time to rest my weary bones

To ease my heart I drop the stone

In solitude I feel no pain

And for a moment I am sane



With a handful of nothing

And scars in my soul

With a handful of nothing

I walk through the door



Into sanctuary

A Handful Of Nothing /

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