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Jan 2014
Lost without words
Hurting friends all around
I'd take your pain if I could
But I can only cause it
I'm sorry
There seems to be no ending
To this hell-streaked path I walk
Nothing but lies and anguish
Only trouble when I talk
I'm sorry for what I've done.
I'm sorry for what I've done.
I'm sorry for what I can't undo.
Alexander Cullen
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Alexander Cullen  The Moon
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