ALL MY LIFE (HEART BROKEN )
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Last published Fri, Sep 9, 2016
Pain isnt something youll get over in a couple of days or so,..... adlease not my kind of pain
This pain was the pain thatll lead to suicide depression
The pain you feel when you lost someone or something you value
The pain you feel when your hearts been ripped out an you lost your breath
This type of pain, OH, this type of pain isnt even worth living for
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