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Blackened soul
Death collects his toll
Rain patters on the road
My soul about to explode
I feel the sting of the blade
Because i am afraid
Every breath i take
Makes me quake
The words in my throat
Are all doted
To the life
Of angry strife
Always the one who gets left behind
Because i am not blind.
- by Lost n forgotten Soul |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/15/2009 |
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- Title: Left Behind
- Artist: Lost n forgotten Soul
- Description: im not sure wut i was thinking here. i might of been really tiered n sad that day...
- Date: 06/15/2009
- Tags: left behind
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