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#1

Tis something I wrote a while ago I’ve expected my own fate Death is the path I’ll take I’m on my knee crying now We’re did she go… I know I messed up but I still need her here With out I’ve fallen down Cuts on my wrist. Blood on my hands I can’t do it no more I’ve reached my breaking point I’m cold with out her Every thing fades away

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    #2

    Start of a song, rough draft I want Someone to hold me tight, Someone to comb my hair, Someone to wipe my eyes, Someone to just be there, I want some one to just be there, I want someone to just Care

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