is it or is it not?, by pain never stops
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its funny how things can get so confused
stuck in the middle with so much to lose
right under my nose it could all fall apart
why cant it be like a bulleyes and a dart?
i dont know what to chose
but i do not want to lose
it could all go wrong
but ive waited for so long
i dont know what i want
the letters are just a font
mayb im better alone
to writher to my bones
it all gets to confusing
mayb its just a illusion
perhaps i dont exist
and its all just a myth!
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Posted: 2006-02-18 14:49:03 UTC |
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