When do we live our lives?
When do we take others
when do we show our love
when do we take it
when do you allow me to know how you truely feel
when do you hug me in the mist of bloody pain.
I wish you knew that this was true the way i hang my head
its not because you are dead
its simple out of fear
fear
fear is the overwhealming feeling now that holds me close to going
i'll miss you all
so goood bye
forever
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