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why is it the things i fear the most are the things i seem find
the brusing of my heart and soul, the imprisonment of minds why is it that all the things i ever crave seem to run from me and hide, the shadows in the corners leave me dying near the tide and all that i have ever loved seems gone beyond repair and i wonder when ill find the one that truely cares |
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It's called LIFE
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here i am sara, cheer up!
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aww thanks sweet.
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why is it the things i fear the most are the things i seem find the brusing of my heart and soul, the imprisonment of minds why is it that all the things i ever crave seem to run from me and hide, the shadows in the corners leave me dying near the tide and all that i have ever loved seems gone beyond repair and i wonder when ill find the one that truely cares ![]() |
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not to worry little one, your time will come
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why is it the things i fear the most are the things i seem find the brusing of my heart and soul, the imprisonment of minds why is it that all the things i ever crave seem to run from me and hide, the shadows in the corners leave me dying near the tide and all that i have ever loved seems gone beyond repair and i wonder when ill find the one that truely cares i hear ya |
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thanks guys
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