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by Ashley Jan 11, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
When life becomes dry When time seems to wane Fear creeps in and makes you cry No friends are near No family cares You don't have either here Nightmares are real Realities a dream But there are no memories to steal There's no waking from this dream From this hell on earth Your tears overflow the clouds seam Your drowning now There's no air to breathe So this is how... It feels to die