Saturday 10 February 2007 photo 4/4
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Tomorrow the meds is gone leaving me breathless and darkness won Yesterday I never new It would leave me in this foggy view My heart is trapped in heavy chains Where ever I turn I hear my own complains I'm too fat, my mind is too sick Surrounded by a thousand inflexible bricks So when will I be gladsome? When my life is almost gone? Will the day ever come When brightness comes along? >.<
Annons
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