Feelings
13. 1. 2008
I'm imprison
I'm hostage
I'm my salvation
I'm my dead
I never find peace
only when somebody bury me
There is my skeleton
There is my dead
Everybody stare at me
but nobody want touch me
Everynody feel sorry for me
but nobody wasn't like me
Yes, I wasn't perfect
but possibly, I deserve the love
because if I was loved
this wasn't happen
There is my skeleton
There is my dead
Everybody feel sorry for me
but nobody wasn't love me
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