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Dreams of broken glass I've had Of children Who to hell cannot pass Of loves that never last Here I am alive and well Yet still in living hell Where nothing stays true I lie here Always wishing I was with you
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Hell
Dreams of broken glass I've had Of children Who to hell cannot pass Of loves that never last Here I am alive and well Yet still in living hell Where nothing stays true I lie here Always wishing I was with you
SusyM
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
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