She plays her skin like a violin
Armed with a shiny metal bow
She moves back and forth
Tone deaf as death
This music has no beauty to show
Passion is bled with no words said
For this song is just instrumental
And when the girl falls down
Without a sound
She can't make it to the recital
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PuisiDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
