silent cries, by Shnu
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cries for help seem so absurd
when they're buried inside
and never get heard
wandering around, get lost in a maze
years of my life, go past in a haze
day after day, each same as the last
try to find out, how to run from the past
looking around, you'd never guess
that i would have horrible sins to confess
secrets wont be broken, for they'll never show
i'm the only one, who'll ever know. |
Posted: 2005-01-23 23:35:29 UTC |
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2007-06-01 16:22:00 | User |
I know this feeling well..I hope you will find better days.. |