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The world is a cruel place

With bad things all in your face

To think that I am alive

And to live a day is hard to strive

I met a girl and now we love

Soon when we die we will be above

I am a crazy guy

When I don’t mean things people think I lie

I don’t mean to be angry with some

I know it hurts like a bruise on you thumb

To be attacked is hard

At that moment I feel like a fallen star

I cant take this world much more

Soon when I die I will sore

My music helps me in life

It stops me from using that knife

I cut to take away pain

But doing it nothing I will gain

With my blood the floor I stain

Most think that I am insane

My blood is dark red

If I loose enough I will be dead

I know this now from past times

Though I wont read between the lines

Life hands me chances

Some that make me do dances

I laugh at my self and think

What if I am the missing link

What if I am the joy of my friends

Will I be to the worlds ends

I hope I help people when I am with them

Well for now I love my fiancé

I love her so much what else can I say

Hopefully we will stay for another day