This feeling of utter loneliness, the world is filled with despair....Forsaken by all, why do I care?
In the heart of darkness, what can I find?
I am the one, who has been left behind....
As chaos builds up, all I feel is utter sorrow....
Am in a bed of thorns, am all hollow....
As the I stare, staring at the horror....
For me, there will be no tomorrow....
2 comments:
its the same thing i can say over n over again
hama obi noavey
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Dude I totally feel you, I've herd the story, but we're probably already in hell because the sun wispers, the moon cries, the wind blows when somebody dies. the water wont crash the flame wont lie, the earth won't murmer, the trees wont sigh, the grass wont tremble, and nobody will cry,because people like us,we cannot die.
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