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by LoneStar Oct 9, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Closing doors that can make me gloom Blocking path from my teared eyes its always sad in the end I've seen a lot of them I peak once wondering whats in the other side Curiosity of mine never dies they never fail to make me blue but still i choose to look through Don't look ahead you'll never see the end looking back and you'll see the closing doors that comes ahead