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Burns

Lost amidst the crowd of a billion Lost everything and nowhere to go I cower in the shadows of darkness OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH. What did I do to get it wrong? I was an innocent child And now I lost my innocence too OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH. Seasons come and go Spring, summer, autumn and winter Lost the zeal to feel them too OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH. A cigarette in my left and a pen in my right That is all I have now And I wish to pass this night al-right OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.

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Date: 11/19/2010 9:05:00 PM
liked this one very much...
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