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My soul is free

She meant the world me Future life I just can't see My bodies old and my mind is weak To end this torture is all I seek I've cried and hugged with some that can't understand She is what made me into a good man Tomorrows sun rise doesn't mean anything If her smile it doesn't bring I slept with the pills by the bed Fighting with voiced in my head They torture me throughout the day With all the things that they have to say No one will know when I fall Because these pills will do it all So this where I say good bye To live without her I won't even try So don't ever feel bad for me This is what finally set my soul free!!! An Uncle Charlie Original

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