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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm surrounded by heartache one more straw till my back breaks and I don't know of this how much more I can take everything seems to be fake every time that the day breaks all these complications are all you seem to make I'm alone with my guitar you have driven me too far away from what it is that I think I should be she can make me a monster whenever want comes to her she seems to be wanting just to complete her day yeah well sometimes I stay drunk so I don't have to confront what it is like to be sober all through the day I'm more broke than a dropped egg there will be no breakfast today don't think I even got no attention to pay make me the devil that dies when the bell rings make me an angel with a new set of wings show me a heaven I can hang onto dying because you are living is just a sad song to sing I'm surrounded by heartache that last straw made my back break I'm beginning to think that I have made a mistake when will I get a vision to remove the division In that big black curtain Of pain that's fallen on us I need to find a purpose before I leave in a hearse just shred me a reason I should not take my life why was I not made special where the hell is my threshold why does everything seem to be getting so cold if I was given talents perhaps I could have found balance people would have gather around me to hear what I had to sing among bottles and needles needlessly I took my life all I seem to remember my wrist catches and knife make me the devil that dies when the bell rings make me an angel with a new set of wings show me a heaven that I can hang on to dying because we are living is just a sad song to sing
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