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by -Immortal.Soul- Dec 13, 2006 category : Life, society / other
Theres something building up in me, Something I can not explain. It's all unknown, it's all unwanted, But yet nothing seems to change. From a seed,after water then comes a sprout. Over time grows a tree. This is what I'm told, Life at it's most successful deed. Theres something building up in me, Something I can not explain. It's all unknown, it's all unwanted. It doesn't change. A seed of anger is planted deed inside my soul, My tears feed it to a sprout, After time this anger seed grows, Bringing all the worst out. Theres something building up in me, Something I can not explain. It's all unknown, it's all unwanted, But yet nothing seems to change.