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by Paula Jan 31, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Staring at the broken glass Thinking of my broken past Thinking hard About When I seen you last It is almost a year Since you have disappeared Oh how much I would kill For your voice for me to hear I just wish I wasn't so sad I just wish you weren't mad When you walked out of my life God, I miss you dadPlease comment or vote means alot Paula