Flowing like a river cold as the arctic I feel so alone solem and weak I feel dead inside like fish out of water like the dying farmer stung by lifes scorpians I see myself cry within but now i see it in the mirror I'm so cold inside I cant hide the pain it just pours out my eyes tears of sorrow I cant retain Im the one to blame im broken and unabel to be fixed
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wow a great expression of loneliness...love the comparson with the arctic and the farmer......keep up the good work..god bless