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How Many Steps Till' You Fall ?
When I try my best,
I fall to my worst.
I stay without the rest.
I was left to be cursed.
For the day I was born,
I was ripped apart and torn.
I'll find a place to get you through,
No one can speak, I can't help you.
I fall to my worst.
I stay without the rest.
I was left to be cursed.
For the day I was born,
I was ripped apart and torn.
I'll find a place to get you through,
No one can speak, I can't help you.
Published 26th Oct 2012
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26th Oct 2012 8:14am
I liked the lines:
I stay without the rest.
I was left to be cursed.
Very nice, well done :)
I stay without the rest.
I was left to be cursed.
Very nice, well done :)
26th Oct 2012 4:51pm
29th Oct 2012 1:10pm
"When I try my best, I fall to my worst"... I can relate to this, that feeling of no matter how hard you try, or even that the more you try the harder you fall, and "the day I was born, I was ripped apart and torn"...I like those lines alot xx
