She Continues to Cry

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Faded memories of what could of been sleepless nights hearts full of sins no one knows the pain within the tears burn like acid as they burn the skin. Perment scars self inflicted keep hurting myself like i was addicted dark secrets that should of never been commited never had much never live a life that was gifted. A tourched soul is all i have to offer an everyday stuggle of chaos and disorder cant think straight my vision is distorted things would of been better if i was aborted. Shelter myself from the outside world you live your life and I'll live my own tears of joy stream down my face im headed for a better place. No one knows when the end is near i'll never fear that day when the lord takes me away when will love replace my hate.





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