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[title] => Stillborn Dreams
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[bodytext] => One by one My thoughts drag me down Misdirected hate and depression Sustain my frown What do I Even know anymore? I thought I had it all But it was dead before it was even born Dead before it was even born False hope My true companion To the end Now I Struggle to recognize A single friend Let it go... Let go of whatever holds Let it go... Let go of whatever holds Just let it go... Well, what's the ***** point? Cause I just need to know Yeah, what's the ***** point? Cause I just gotta to know I'll fight harder I'll push longer I just need to know What's the ***** point? Cause... I've always had a broken pathway to my dreams From the very first thought I've been cursed (TO ROT) And I'm tired of make-believe I'm ***** sick of worrying I'm beyond stressed This world ***** on me everyday And I just add to the mess ***** MISTAKES MY ***** MISTAKES AN ABSENT MIND HAS LED ME TO CREATE MY ***** MISTAKES TERRIBLE JUDGMENT A LESSON LEARNED BUT NOW IT'S TOO LATE I've always had a broken pathway to my dreams From the very first thought I've been cursed (TO ROT) And I'm tired of make-believe If all that's left in front of me is failure Then let this be over If all that's left in front of me is failure Then let this be over Can you see the end? (x8) 5/10/2009 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 34 [informant] => sicknivesevered [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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