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Life becomes bleak Soul turning weak Depression creeps in Bringing along its sin "Everything happens for a reason," I've been told Why then have the reasons yet to unfold? What is the purpose of my misery within So hard sometimes i want to give in But i must remain strong Strength holds my sense of right and wrong Lose that and i will no longer gain Everything i went through would be in vain If you wonder why i will always stand fast Just take a small glimpse into my past
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Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
Past Holds the Key
Life becomes bleak Soul turning weak Depression creeps in Bringing along its sin "Everything happens for a reason," I've been told Why then have the reasons yet to unfold? What is the purpose of my misery within So hard sometimes i want to give in But i must remain strong Strength holds my sense of right and wrong Lose that and i will no longer gain Everything i went through would be in vain If you wonder why i will always stand fast Just take a small glimpse into my past
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Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
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