face, by bob porter |
i put on a face for all to see but when iam alone its the true me you see its lonely and cold and sad you see its been forever with only just me love has always avoided me so i live my life the way i know how lonely and sad in this place i call hell just changing the face on this old empty shell learning to live in this place i call hell |
Posted: 2013-01-20 21:55:50 UTC |
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