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i can’t get past my past,

wherever i go

i drag my scars behind

and that’s not enough,

i have a history with me

that i can’t forget,

(without it i can’t seem to recall who i am).

wherever i go

i have a heart full of life that wants to,

(no.... needs to) go on

and i have my shattered hope

(that needs to suck in some air and bravery into the lungs),

i know it’s just a matter of time

before i lose it

and i lose myself

but I’m not about to give up so soon.

i’m going to fight,

till my last breath,

because the game’s not over

till i am.