June
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My fuel, my fuse
My passion for living is crying
My young and only one
Your laughter was keeping me trying
But now you're gone
Gone with the wind
My eyes, my dream
Made me blind
My body, my prison
I scream, but no one listen
My cries, my depth
Ignored, I'm damned
I'm heading to the floor
No love, no war
I don't feel like fighting
No more
I'm walking through the door
// j.v.
My passion for living is crying
My young and only one
Your laughter was keeping me trying
But now you're gone
Gone with the wind
My eyes, my dream
Made me blind
My body, my prison
I scream, but no one listen
My cries, my depth
Ignored, I'm damned
I'm heading to the floor
No love, no war
I don't feel like fighting
No more
I'm walking through the door
// j.v.
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