The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Earth Back To Hell

My life seems fine, nothing is wrong. 
 If u look behind my eyes its totally different.  
Place to place I have to move 
packing and unpacking. 

 My life seem strange 
because nobody listen to me and what I have to say. 
 My closeses friends don't even no how I am
 so freak it, I wish this crap will end.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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