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by I always end up killing myself in the end   Oct 22, 2005


How could you paint this picture?
Was life as bad as it should seem
That there were no more options for you
I can't explain how I feel
I've been there many times before
I've tasted the cold steel of my life crashing down before me
But these words
They can't replace
The life you...
...the life you waste

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