Alone in the street
I walk with my eyes down
I follow my shadow
That runs faster than me
A sign for my solitude
My grim and sad figure
My tortured mind
Sunk in the deepest solitude
I ain't a victim, an exile
A rejected, i do want this all
I wanna be alone
Not to mix in the untruth.
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