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the world is black
written by silentscreamer0806:58 PM 4/20/05| turn on channel 7 at a quarter to 8 you see the same damn thing its just a different day and no one really knows why this is happening but its happening...and everywhere you go its just a different place you get the same dark feeling see the same sad faces no one really cares that this is happenung...we come into this world and we are all the same....and in that moment theres no one to blame...but the world is black and hearts are cold and theres no hope that what were told and we cant go back it wont be thesame forever changed by the things weve said-living in this place its always been this way theres no one doing nothing so theres nothing changed and i cant live when this world just keeps dying...its dying...ppl always tell me this is part of the plan...that gods got everybody in his hands but i can only pray that god is listening...but liing in this world...growing colder everyday...nothing can stay perfect now i see....... |
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i love good charlotte(the chronicles of life and death....track 10) comment on your likings
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