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To whom it may concern
Contributed by
Varsity3
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Saturday, 2nd April 2005 @ 01:01:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
SongLyrics
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Sweet simple line
To a song that isnt mine
you left shattered dreams upon your desk
and broken roses on the floor
with a mixture of blood
from the hole in my chest
were you ripped out my soul
with my last gasping breath
i cry
I feel this pain
a pain in my chest
prayers cant save me now,
weres the honesty in life
im to far gone
with a final gasping breath
my pain is put to rest
I climb out on a limb
and in a sick twist of fate
the limb doesnt break
but still i fall...i fall...
i fall away from you
and......
I feel this pain
a pain in my chest
prayers cant save me now
weres the honesty in life
im to far gone
with a final gasping breath
my pain is put to rest
humbled in my soul
the angels bring me up
just to drop me once again
everyone is gone
no one is home
with no light in my life
here i die alone
I feel this pain
a pain in my chest
prayers cant save me now,
weres the honesty in life
im to far gone
with a final breath
my pain is put rest
And my pain is gone and so am i
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Varsity3
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2005-04-02 01:01:11] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: To whom it may concern
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostinmyself on
Saturday, 2nd April 2005 @ 08:21:24 AM AEST (User
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Sweet simple line
To a song that isnt mine
you left shattered dreams upon your desk
and broken roses on the floor
Hmmm, I like this...
I think you need to check your spelling a little. Maybe do a spell check before you post.
This would be a lot better if it was all right.
Still, I really like the words and thought behind this,
Great write,
Phil |
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