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The Less I Understand
Burning with the regrets
have no words to say
all those suicidal secrets
so hard to sleep away
,
slipping out of the line
what could this man pray?
inside a fucked up mind
dreams die every day
,
the more I try to change
the more I stay the same
the more I try to know
the less I understand
"...fucked up...."
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I can hear the music, the kind that stays in the neighborhood of the heart and knocks perpetually at the windows of the psyche. This rocks! I felt it. - Just Bein' Lady A
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Thank you so much stella..
Thank you so much stella.. your comments always makes me smile