Strange
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- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Sep 23, 2014
Too many LIES, Too many LIFE, Too much PAIN can I get this through??, Too many CHAINS, Too many TEARS falling down in my face, Too much BLOOD dripping on the floor, Too much FEARS to face, Too much WASTE, Too much Hate, Too much SCARS.... Is this what we call life??.... can somebody help me through this things??.... or maybe I will be STRANGE forever
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