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Jan 2015
Don't give up they told me,
Go out, break a leg
broke my soul
my heart
head shaken
took a heavy left
Gave everything
but the price was death
and I couldn't pay
I wouldn't pay
the price I payed for your happiness
Thinking back, I can only shake my head
If I would pay, would you raise the dead?
or would you leave? Steady, asking
Who should I aim for next?
Your betrayal....
provided my escape from death
now I'm on the sideline
and I can only shake my head
at how you reached this depth
and at the top of the pit I stand
ash falls down
from the rope I had in my hand...
Stevie Ray
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Stevie Ray  31/M/Netherlands
(31/M/Netherlands)   
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