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What Have I Done...?
what have i done...
i picked up my guitar this morning
and could barely move my hand
has the razor cut so deep inside
that i am now helpless as a lamb?
what have i done...
no mournful melodies will haunt the midnight air
my passion is gone, im to numb to scream
the razor's thirst has fucked me
from living my only dream
what have i done...
i picked up my guitar this morning
and could barely move my hand
has the razor cut so deep inside
that i am now helpless as a lamb?
what have i done...
no mournful melodies will haunt the midnight air
my passion is gone, im to numb to scream
the razor's thirst has fucked me
from living my only dream
what have i done...
Published 8th Nov 2012
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8th Nov 2012 1:50pm
this poem is true and i am honestly crying over what i have done... music is all ive EVER been good at and now thats been taken from me by my own stupid fault. my voice can only scream now from smoking for so many years... what am i supposed to do without the one think that always brought me out of my depression and gaveme hope?..
12th Nov 2012 9:23am
