I'v given it my all
I have tried and tried
i have seen my line
i have tried to brake my bond
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The tools role
Time has past I steel can not heal they say it will in time
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after a year has passed do i look to the past
yes and the thoughts of you will last
but steps are slow an healing is slower
the moon lingers in my heart
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on my feet i take this steep
wound is deep in my chest
i strive to move forward
i think to turn back
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why would anyone do drugs, what is so good about harming your own body for fun?
'it will be fun' 'its cool' words of presser the words that i think hurt
im almost 17 and never smoked in my life, never got drunk, never thought of it or wanted to.
iv been asked iv been made fun of, i don't care.
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you left her
you hurt her
you let it go
you thank she's not what you want
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how can it be that somene i thought was so sweet
could hurt so many so bad
how could it be someone i wish i had
could be the same
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i hate the taste of tears
i hate the smell of them
i hate tears
i see someone cry
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