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The thoughts are creeping in the deep they suffocate me in my sleep The giant fire of death and hate burns my soul and eats my fate The wounds won’t heal and the pain is too real The ruins of my life, I try to defend; they make no difference in the end | ||||||||||||||
 | haleløs | 2011-06-04 13:52:34 |
You may bee much - but 'worthless' not! Selfconfidence grows from the inside out -'The wounds won’t heal' ... so don't lean on others to define you !!!
sincerely ...
sincerely ...
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