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by Katie Louise Nov 29, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Sometimes, I dream of the future and think of the past The memories they haunt me because I don\'t know who I am i can\'t see clearly Through the haze of My blood As it cries to the angels above For an answer To my question in vain I just want to know Who I am...
by Anonymous Angel
Aww so sad, I really like the beginning: Sometimes, I dream of the future and think of the past very good I gave 5/5;)