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[scootmcdee]

i AM a torn up guy,
I wish I was happy though,
My feelings I must deny,
I have few friends and one Bro,(Aaron)

My heart is broken,
My soul is fading,
I hopE I DIE,
Cause GOD is waiting,

Music is all I have left,
I just stare at the notes with a Clef,
I wonder if I just keep thinking about,
My heart and how I keep pouring it out,

Theres no more to say for I've said it all,
My soul it begins to build up this wall,
No one gets in, nothing gets out,
Into my body begins this great drought.

Scott