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I often pray
for the day
When I set my soul free.
\All the anger and hate
and those who try to manipulate.
Those who try to bring you down
and hand you a thorny crown.
\Some day I will let my hate go,
and let love flow.
I will make peace with God,
and stop wearing this evil shroud....
Today is black day
    that know one say's  ..  

life always pull me down
   like a big kite on ground  . .  

today my soul is so sad
   because i crack my i-pad  . .

today all stars are shining
  but only my star is crying . .

God give me some money to repair my i-pad
     because my soul is so sad  . .
Six feet under,
trapped in a see through glass box,
people can see you,
they can hear you scream,
but they walk by as if they see nothing.

Six feet under,
buried beneath the pain,
hiding under the sorrow,
merciless cries come close to shattering,
the glass in which you are concealed.

Six feet under,
conceited, twisted lies,
cannot be forgotten or lost
hearts forever broken
as you see yourself

Six feet under,
the glass reflects the pain in your eyes
yet your stare is emotionless,
your heart ceases to beat
blood no longer pulses through your veins.

Six feet under,
You forget how to scream,
you lose your sense of sanity,
the glass swallows you up
lost, and always forgotten.
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