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Space

All these tears
So many fears
How do i get
Through all these years
To many thoughts in my head
Have to do something
Or ill wind up dead
I don't mean to hurt you
And i don't mean to scare you
But all this pain has got to end
And i have got tot be sent
Up above this horrid place
I've got to have my own space

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written on 1/22/05

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