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by deerhead Sep 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
There is a game called Life I admit Im not very good Theres to much pain & strife If only someone understood People say they know how u feel When really they cant relate Lets just close this deal And rush into our own fate Instead of hearing church bells And seeing heavens gates I see the fiery depths of hell Filled with nothing but screams of hate Theres nothing left of me now I swear Im not the same Im taking my last bow As Im slowly losing this gameKatie Johnston- September 6 2005