I am the vile of the mind
I am the only of my kind
I am the murk in the sky
I am the fear in your eye
I am the gloom in silence
I am the barb of the fence
I am the tear that went dry
I tend to smirk when you cry
I am the thought that holds you back
I am the beauty that you lack
I am the stillness of the night
I am a dreamer by daylight
I am a song sung out of tune
I am my only misfortune …
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