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by Poppy Sep 6, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Half a mars bar eaten, Most my life beaten, Can’t look you in the eyes, Cannot see through the lies. Dark thoughts in my head, All night I’ve bleed, So much pain, All in vain. Can of coke half drank, Need to rob another bank, Blood red lips, Hands running down my hips. Can’t see tomorrow, Thought all this sorrow. Have no chance, Just have to dance. Blood mine, Everywhere. Sorry? Guessed not. Mothers try, Mothers lie, I’ve cried, Now I’ve died. Thanks for your help, Or lack of, My words shall echo, Through time its self.