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Lost Soul...
Why am I surrounded by death?
Each of my friends killed
The one I couldn't save before
Sitting silently, I am nothing more
I lift myself up and try again
All these suicide attempts
Empty feelings that wouldn't mend..
Each of my friends killed
The one I couldn't save before
Sitting silently, I am nothing more
I lift myself up and try again
All these suicide attempts
Empty feelings that wouldn't mend..
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