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The windows shake as I slam the door
Ashes scatter on the floor
I hear her yelling from down
the hall
I know she doesnt care at all
In my hand I hold a match
Against the box I strike it fast
I feel the warmth
as it flares
The feeling moves through the air
I close my eyes and I forget
About the life that I live with
All
of my pain dissipears
Ease replaces all my fears
I open my eyes and the match is out
In the darkness I am found
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