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My Darkest Days

In the dark days, everything goes away. But the Pain will stay. If only I could cure the worlds sickest. Take the pain and make me the weakest. Out there somewhere MY dreams will be filled. Since I’ve changed, since I stopped taking those Pills. Everything revolved around me, but now I’m not so friendly. More pills to ease the pain, more pills to take me away into lightest days. The Lightest Days were we all roam and play, the sick and pain will go away. Better than ever. Nothing to Level, but still the bumpy road is in the past. My life was hard, my chances are far. But I’ve made it, last into the days of the past.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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