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Every moment, sad like the past Every moment, none do last Every day, waiting to die Every day, living a lie Every week, like a flash Every week, I get a slash Every month, I see them happy Every month, my life seems crappy Every year, a new leaf is turned Every year, I feel like I'm burned Every birthday, I wait and wait Every birthday, I cant negotiate Every day, I sit and lie. Every day, mine eyes do cry...
Deth Mynder
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Saturday, April 11, 2009 |
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