\n Though I am surrounded by friends I am always alone

\n is there no one who can understand me, no, no one will know my heart

\n i am lost alone and forgotten

\n through out time and space i wander

\n beaten scarred and abused

\n my poor bleeding heart

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\n I say to you one who can not see me

\n This Scarlet Serenade

\n may your know my poor bleeding heart

\n and, in time, may your own heart know mine.

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\n You left me here without a word, but, you said everything to me in that one action.

\n Hark, listen to the beat of a dieing soul.

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\n Listen...to a Scarlet Serenade.