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This maze that is called life has its claws clenched deep inside flesh that i have no where to twist and turn or whom to lean on and love I am just a head on shoulders feeling nothing but doom and nursing nothing but tragedy after tragedy oh how it can play tricks on you sometimes Only yesterday did i have the whole world in my hands yet only crumbs do i own now i guess that is the maze that is called life.
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC
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This maze that is called life has its claws clenched deep inside flesh that i have no where to twist and turn or whom to lean on and love I am just a head on shoulders feeling nothing but doom and nursing nothing but tragedy after tragedy oh how it can play tricks on you sometimes Only yesterday did i have the whole world in my hands yet only crumbs do i own now i guess that is the maze that is called life.
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC
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