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by lostdeadkid May 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
No Angels I see will ever protect me, for all the things Ive done, its what they've choosen indeed, an the last song that will be sung. Fallen To the ground so far, with broken bones, an the world feels like your behind bars, laying on the ground beneath the sky it shows. whisper words of lies, and safe in arms that bare to hurt, you see the fears buried in the eyes, an then you know your 6 ft under the dirt.