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A Cry For Help

I'm sick of pretending i'm ok When deep down i'm waiting for the day I think it's time people should see Just how messed up i can be It aint through drugs nor triugh drink So dont you even think I've hid it well for about 5yrs But now more then ever i hope its near I need some help before my mind goes Before its to late i need someone to know.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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