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gdcod2player Member
since 2008-07-26
Posts 117 |
I keep crying to myself How much more can I take of this I feel like I’m not in control Life is in pieces Orion is the hunted How can we live like this? Where have my dreams gone? I’ve lost all control What’s the antidote? How much is left? I need a cure for this poison I feel so helpless Are you alright? The knife has nothing but a dull edge How can I keep from scream’ in My dirty soul has nothing left to dream for Do I have anymore regrets? |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I think many of us have felt this anguish... or something similar. I hope this is merely a write and not your reality. |
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