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by fake smiles and lost promises Jun 15, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
There is nothing luck can do I am trapped and so are you scream all you like no one is coming soon we will be dead reduced to nothing as he walks in a gentle pace I feel my heart is in a race his corpse lies on the floor I try and escape I head for the door the crack of a gun filled my ears all my life all the good years the life I lost that very day caused my family to erode away the tears shared the heart's broken that's the end this isn't forgotten