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by Marissa Methanphetamine Mar 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I pray every-night, I pray every night for you, I pray every night, It helps me not feel so blue. Every night tears fall down my face, Every night I visit that same place The place that you died, The place where i fell to me knees and cried. I think of the times you helped me, The times i felt disgrace, The times that you told me, you would never judge me by my face. Now that your gone, I feel like going insane, This is toucher, this game, There is just too much pain.