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Another wailing wallA slip, a fallAn emptiness that holds it allI know it blindedA star that travels into holesTo get a sense of how it endsIt's better than to shine uncountedIs this my howling book?Is this all that you took from me?I wrote it as a way to say...EnoughI wrote it as a doorTo take you awaySo far away from meAnother page to turnA word, a spaceSo many feelings with a faceI know it blindedAnother soul you soldTo try to feelIt's almost like you thought me realAnd so I vanish... From Letras Mania