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Feb 2011
Presure within no mortal sin as it encloses me deep inside
I fear no-one yet fear the emptyness that my heart colides
fear of loosing ..fear of failure deep inside my heart is weighted
the presure mounts the fight goes on hearing sounds that i dont wish

Music cries a thousand ways so why cant I breakout today ..I feel it shouting wake me up but how can I return my own self destruct
music still a shouting loud ..so why oh why do I feel no calm no peace no freedom home
tortured eyes yet show no give.. the fires gone a coldness lives
andy fardell
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