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Untitled
It's 3am
Walking cold streets
Running away with a heart full of fear
Brain smashing with every step
Where to go in all this confusion?
It was good once-somewhere-Another time
No unanswered questions
Better not think about that
Better not think
Reflection of a face in a puddle
Not mine
Not me
Something missing but I can't find it
No matter where I look
I have to stay away
Locked inside
The truth will destroy me
Last edited by novakru; 11-25-2005 at 08:03 PM.
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