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Lost, and broken. Hopeless and lonely. Smilin on the outside, but hurt beneath my skin. My eyes, are fade'n, my soul is bleedin. I try to make it seem ok but my faith is wearin thin. So help me heal these wounds, they've been open for way too long. Help me fill this soul, even though this is not your fault, that I'm open, and I'm bleedin, all over your brand new rug, and I need someone to help me sew them up. I only wanted a magazine, I only wanted a movie screen, I only wanted the life I read about and dreamed. And now my mind is an open book, and my heart is an open wound, and now my life is an open sore for all to see. So help me heal these wounds, they've been open for way too long. Help me fill this soul, even though this is not your fault, that I'm open, and I'm bleedin, all over your brand new rug, and I need someone to help me sew them up I need someone to help me, I need someone to help me...along...
That was written by my good friend Mikey! Comment on it, everyone! Personally, I really like it!
That was written by my good friend Mikey! Comment on it, everyone! Personally, I really like it!