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Hiding in the bathroom Laying on the floor Weeping from the heartache Begging, "Please, no more" I cry out for help But nobody tends to listen You spark the words My name in vain I question life Am I even sane? Nothing is ever what it seems It's just a tragic fantasy
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
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Hiding in the bathroom Laying on the floor Weeping from the heartache Begging, "Please, no more" I cry out for help But nobody tends to listen You spark the words My name in vain I question life Am I even sane? Nothing is ever what it seems It's just a tragic fantasy
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
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