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A shadow of a broken tree is resting on the ashen ground rotten flowers on my knee those that you had tossed around how long must i suffer this pain how many times have you used me for personal gain? a glimmer of the firefly spinning and passing by while you're enjoying your greed you're forgetting you made me bleed how long must i suffer this pain? how many times have you used me for personal gain? Dear mortality, why can't I feel the taste of honey? oh, why can't I be like others? why can't I? Dear mortality, can I be free? and if I can where will I go? tell me where to? Dear mortality, help me find the truth From Letras Mania