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Shadow cry As I think of my life I think of the pry I attract... All the broken souls I come across crying Out loud but people can't hear Its like the old wife Called death calling all of them By names One by one They're answering the call of suicide Foolish we call them little we know that They cried for help and we were deaf Buh we could hear the blasting music Life tormented and tortured them Into lifeless creatures how else would a super sensitive person survive in this harsh world
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
Life...
Shadow cry As I think of my life I think of the pry I attract... All the broken souls I come across crying Out loud but people can't hear Its like the old wife Called death calling all of them By names One by one They're answering the call of suicide Foolish we call them little we know that They cried for help and we were deaf Buh we could hear the blasting music Life tormented and tortured them Into lifeless creatures how else would a super sensitive person survive in this harsh world
#love#lost#feelings#peace
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
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