When the leaves turn brown and all hope is lost
Make no sound and brush emotion's off
Breed inside, a fear that leaves you soft
Breath a sigh and write that epitaph

Spoken word's and song's unsung
I never learned from my mistakes.
I guess I don't have what it takes
I wish that I was strong, that I could walk away
All this time I've lost, I feel the cost repaid
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