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Created on 2-5-08
I feel so alone It seems that hell is the only place I can call "home" There's too much on my shoulder And i'm juss getting colder Nobody is here to help me As the razor gets closer to cutting me I'm going crazy for a while There was no way I could smile This is a sickness that I can't beat They say I juss belong in the street What do they know? They think I'm a hoe I know what I am I know what I can do And to myself I am true. So, look at me anyway you want Laff at me, and say that I am dumb But, don't stare at me for too long Because one day I will be very strong.
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Please Login to post comments| On February 6th 2008 Carolgreen Said : | |
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yea, the first commenter was me! |
| On February 5th 2008 vanique Said : | |
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I agree with the first commenter
but its all good ^.^ |
| On February 5th 2008 Carolgreen Said : | |
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not the best title but... |
