Because I headlong fled alone
Tonight I’ll go to bed alone
When I’ve bled, I’ve bled alone
Frozen youth and dead alone
The bugs teach me to tread alone
I pray I’m not misled alone
The silence that I dread alone
Appointed in your stead alone
I think of what you said alone
And fall asleep instead, alone
To repent is to believe
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