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Why do i deal with this sh*t 
day after day 
no matter what i do 
i just can't seem to get away 
i used to be a person 
then my heart was taken 
now i'm just a shell 
harboring hate greed and need 
it's all i ever feel 
happiness is just a dream 
and every day i wonder 
when will i be whole 
forever looking 
for something, someone 
to fill this endless hole
Posted: 2005-07-25 17:40:04 UTC

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