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by Oliver Stevenson Sep 28, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
Sorry for the pain I caused, The lies, deceit and trouble aboard, I’ve tried to fix this broken wall, But all I do is trip and fall. My heart is halved, it has no shape, All I can do is hang and drape, As I stand here my life is done, Because of all the pain I’ve done. So here I am take one last look Because all I am now is another closed book.