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I’m standing in the shadows, memories collide, Watchin' the struggle, feelin' pain, can’t hide, Echoes of the past, like a ghost in my mind, Days when the fists flew, love was hard to find. Heart heavy, scars deep, they don’t fade with time, Each bruise a reminder, a silent crime, I see the world suffer, it’s a mirror of me, Reflections of the broken, trapped in agony. They say “move on,” but the weight’s like a chain, Every tear i shed, pours down like rain, Lost in the darkness, where the shadows creep, Haunted by the memories that never let me sleep. When I hear their cries, it cuts like a knife, A cycle of pain, can’t escape this life, Tryna break the chains, but the grip’s so tight, In a world full of struggle, I’m still ready to fight. looking down ay the young ones with branches of like but in reality were not alike