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come and see.... mis misery
Darkest loving soul
Let our souls be blacken
in the end we all bean hart broken
To day... I see the lust living I everyone
I see how life really is
To kill the happy and tourcher the sad
I can feel reality making me mad
Losing control, hope, and time
living is just making us all crazy
And for what? So what little life we have
is HELL?
Let our souls be blacken
in the end we all bean hart broken
To day... I see the lust living I everyone
I see how life really is
To kill the happy and tourcher the sad
I can feel reality making me mad
Losing control, hope, and time
living is just making us all crazy
And for what? So what little life we have
is HELL?
Published 30th Nov 2012
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