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Invisible
The pain the pain,
why'd god choose this game?
Even though I feel the same.
now that I am lying in a bed.
I feel no hope, only dread.
The pain pierces my heart,
how did I not know this from the start?
Even on the day I was born,
I will always be nothing more then..
mourned...
why'd god choose this game?
Even though I feel the same.
now that I am lying in a bed.
I feel no hope, only dread.
The pain pierces my heart,
how did I not know this from the start?
Even on the day I was born,
I will always be nothing more then..
mourned...
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