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[title] => the song of my life
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[hometext] => this is the song i dedicated to myself, its my life in song form....
[bodytext] => she walks to shcool with the lunch she packed nobody knows what shes holding bakc where the same dress she wore yesterday she hides the bruises with linen and lace o0h the teacher wonders but never asks its hard to see the pain behind the mask bearing the burden of a secret storm sometimes she wishes she was never born through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone in a world tht she cant rise above but her dreams give her wings and she flys to a place where she's loved concrete angel somebody cries in the middle of the nite the neighbors hear but the turn out the light a fragile soul caught in hands of fate when morning comes it will be too late through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone in a world tht she cant rise above but her dreams give her wings and she flys to a place where she's loved concrete angel a statue stands in a shaded place and angel girl with an upturn face a name is written on a polished rock a broken heart that the world forgot through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone in a world tht she cant rise above but her dreams give her wings and she flys to a place where she's loved concrete angel [comments] => 4 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 8 [informant] => dreadfulsuicide1570 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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