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When we reach the stars...
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Inspired by the song: Lips of an angel by Hinder
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Frantic is the speed I take,
Troubled are the roads that are run,Nothing that is I,
Silently my feet tread,What has become of my life?
Rain forever..
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My mind shall do that...
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"There is nothing to fear, but fear itself"
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When you are searching for that something, what does the world look like, when you back?
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The song Mad World, made my gears spin
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I don’t want you to promise me forever
Because who could ever make that promise?
No one,
We all die eventually,
No.
All that ..
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When you are brought up the lowest of the low, can you take a helping hand?
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A true friend knows your mind,They know your flaws and the things that scare,They always are true, brave and kind,There is no other way to describe it..
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