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the act 4 living
written by Misery07:07 PM 7/7/04sometimes i'm more attracked to the misery and hate
dont seem to die
even tough i try
i guess its fate
late again for this family reunion
it's like my funeral
doomed to make an act for all the alive
there's so many rules and sercets i am to abide
hide from the day light
at night its my time to be alive soon we won't have to hide
minds are broken if you speak the words of what u r
far to much to worry about
all the worries at least left there scar
bare there pain
and live in vein
people say i do this to get to fame
there all lame
came to my end and found only the beginning
this stupid fake happiness rings us in its claws
flaws r in everyone so back off leave me b
see what u see
isnt the real me
i am one of the damned i dont care if u dont believe
so i'll stop this act
and u'll see what i am
finally u'll see everything i said was a fact
lack of caring
keep staring
baring secrets of my past
life is fast
and for u it wont last
cast ur feelings away
stay away from me in public if u dont want an act
of happiness ...
but in the end what is happiness if there is such?
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