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Music an escape from reality A release from pain A simple chorus Brings the depression To an ease But instead of music doing That to me You do . You make me hold on Just a little bit Longer But it makes me wonder.. When you leave me Broken and shattered like A mirror Will you to have bad luck Because of me Or do you believe in Superstitions like the Rest of the naive world? Ever since you left You gave me hope Something to grasp on Now I'm free falling from a Man with god like hands To the depressions down In hell. I'm left here guessing How someone so strong So loving and caring Could drop someone With a fragile heart To fend on their own Honestly you make me Question my own existence And you made All that my trust was And will ever be Evaporate. Now I am Nothing but a fool.
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
Now I am nothing but a fool.
Music an escape from reality A release from pain A simple chorus Brings the depression To an ease But instead of music doing That to me You do . You make me hold on Just a little bit Longer But it makes me wonder.. When you leave me Broken and shattered like A mirror Will you to have bad luck Because of me Or do you believe in Superstitions like the Rest of the naive world? Ever since you left You gave me hope Something to grasp on Now I'm free falling from a Man with god like hands To the depressions down In hell. I'm left here guessing How someone so strong So loving and caring Could drop someone With a fragile heart To fend on their own Honestly you make me Question my own existence And you made All that my trust was And will ever be Evaporate. Now I am Nothing but a fool.
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
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