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by Isabelle Feb 22, 2008 category : Life, society / meaning of life
The days go slow, As I sit alone, Wondering where I am. I just can't express, The feeling in my chest, This world to me, it's over! Now I'm looking in the mirror, Seeking my fears, Are those my tears? My life is over, Cause my family is fu**** over, Drugs, can you see? IT'S BULLSH** TO ME.