In the early hours of breaking dawn
I sit in quiet solitude–a pawn
Is it here that I should stay
To let things slide another day?
One step forward, but two behind
Never wanting what I find
Needing something more powerful than lust
I slip once more into the dust
A friend I thought I found in you
Now in my mind you’re not in view
Should I live or should I die
Your last words to me will be a lie
In the early hours of breaking dawn
I sit in quiet solitude–a pawn
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