clouds

where im fromi am from fogiven paths and beaten lies a love that couldnt diewhere im from
im from darkened streets and lonely nights im from murdered children on a full moon night
im from heartless people and the skys from above im from a desire for love in a blackened heart a love thats so pure from the rest im from carfree hearts and the scars from within but thats how we learn to stay strong


whats the point in livinghating the world i live inwhats the point in living
because its not who i want to be but whats the point in living? if you only want make believe how do you know its real? if you cant feel the pain whats the point in living if theres nothing you can change
no voices can hear you because your story is untold until your long gone wathing your dreams die and grow old

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and please check out my pkmn team
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Youre , he began, and I waited, heart throbbing in my throat. Such a pain, he concluded.
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