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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2004 Dec 17 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.17.07.59.27074]] |
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My life; my beautiful disaster piece, no matter where I run,you're like a deadly disease.. Broken dreams,haunt me in my sleep, vague future,I'm in too deep.. People that pass by and go through life, the friends you thought,stab you with a knife.. A world sinking in a war of blood, foot prints left,imprinted in mudd.. Nothing lasts forever or so I believe, for people aren't honest with each other,they just decieve. Wednesday 1-12-2004 |