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To whom it may concern
Contributed by
Varsity3
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Saturday, 2nd April 2005 @ 01:01:11 AM in AEST
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Sweet simple line To a song that isnt mine you left shattered dreams upon your desk and broken roses on the floor with a mixture of blood from the hole in my chest were you ripped out my soul with my last gasping breath i cry
I feel this pain a pain in my chest prayers cant save me now, weres the honesty in life im to far gone with a final gasping breath my pain is put to rest
I climb out on a limb and in a sick twist of fate the limb doesnt break but still i fall...i fall... i fall away from you and......
I feel this pain a pain in my chest prayers cant save me now weres the honesty in life im to far gone with a final gasping breath my pain is put to rest
humbled in my soul the angels bring me up just to drop me once again everyone is gone no one is home with no light in my life here i die alone
I feel this pain a pain in my chest prayers cant save me now, weres the honesty in life im to far gone with a final breath my pain is put rest
And my pain is gone and so am i
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Re: To whom it may concern
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostinmyself on
Saturday, 2nd April 2005 @ 08:21:24 AM AEST (User
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Sweet simple line
To a song that isnt mine
you left shattered dreams upon your desk
and broken roses on the floor
Hmmm, I like this...
I think you need to check your spelling a little. Maybe do a spell check before you post.
This would be a lot better if it was all right.
Still, I really like the words and thought behind this,
Great write,
Phil |
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