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these times of life have turned deadly grey the color of death and short pass away it's hard I know but still I will try you're not here and I'm crying! So I sit here in my room thinking my way out of this mess and I know I am alone Right, things just aren't right! right? Oh how I feel betrayed your precious life was taken away now I know what it's like to have a knife stabbed in my heart! your picture still placed in the frame I got you for your last birthday! how can I live, I don't know but my heart needs to beat and go on! From Letras Mania