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pain bottled up about to blow like a gun
inside im screaming ,calling for someone
outside im hiding the pain inside
i cant help but wonder when will i die?
no one seems to want to help
does anybody care?
everything fucks up and it is an endless cycle
one thing leads to another
dreaming of being with the rockstars
only to be told by the counciller you amount to shit
dreams fade away and die
like a faded existance |
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