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by Rylee May 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A train is leaving steaming for hell rolling, screaming on those iron rails. No angel's for passengers in black cars, only those souls lost and scarred. Destined to loneliness forever. A journey down a track, never looking back. At sins from the past, thrown to the wind life that doesn't last. Eternal silence, speeding for the end of the line. only to stop at the everlasting, beginning of time.