ChoiceChoiceI look aroundThere's nothing thereIt's emptinessTsk 'Not like I careI'm used to it It's part of meIt's what I wantIt's all I seeSometimes I'm scared Sometimes I'm notMaybe I fightOr just give upBut it's too late I've made my choiceIt calls for me I hear It's voiceBut even soI turn my backAnd run away Or should I stay ? And to this dayI still don't know Which way to go
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