played, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.
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staggering waiting looking
i can finally stand
I have been waiting
I have been waiting to finally heal
why do things change
nothings that real
looking at there smiles
walking threw life
staggering the last few miles
how can we stand to stay alive
nothing is up to us
so nothing can be done
were just human pawns to
someone
like a cruel game
we ended up being the ones played
2007-05-31 02:06:13 |
| Posted: 2007-08-30 22:15:25 UTC |
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