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by Amanda   Oct 28, 2006


Screaming out loud
Yet nothing come's out
Where's my salvation
To get rid of this notion
The voice's in my head
Will never be put to rest
Searching for the key
To run away and flee
My hand's shiver
As I quiver
Blood rushe's through my vien's
My arm's can feel their pain
How far will they go
To cut through my throat
Tear's fight their way out
But I don't shout
My word's seem out of place
Travaling in time with haste
No more strength left
Just put me to rest
Critisism crumble's me deeply
Over my slow defeat

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