Sometimes when am laying on the floor I whish there was someone for me Someone who stopped the lil voice The one inside my head
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YOU WILL DIE SOON
YOU WILL DIE SOON YOU are still hoping but your hope is a withering rose YOU are slilll alive but your life is bringing to a close YOU are slill breathing but your vigour is fading out YOU are slill dreaming but your dreams are being confound