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i can sleep with the darkness at my side. how could you tell me all these lies. i gave you every thing and wanted nothing back. you put you sweet face on and i did all you ask. i feel like puppet on its strings that hold everything up. You made a fool of me. Make me dace so every one laghs. then when i get to old, push me to the side. i can`t forget what you have done but its all in the past. But yet i drone on. would you let me out of this scary hell hold and cut my strings. or will you throw in in the bruning fire. till then i wait for your comands.