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What do I do when your gone?
Tell me how I'm suposed to carry on.
What do I do when that day come's?
When it falls apart, and I wither away like the flower you put in my hair
do you want me to live alone? Find someone new?Re joyce and dance in the street
like the day I did when I met you? I dont think so. I'll sit in my room and bleed myself dry
rembering the day's when you held me when I cried. Now I have no one. I'm drowning in sea of
my own fury and rage. The water turned red.The fish all dead. I'm lost in the maze known as my mind turning corners trying to find the way out. You hold the key. I beg you please find me.
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Ok I hope you like it if you didnt well go to hell.
Angry as hell,
Jesse


