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It’s raining hard like the tears running down my face It’s hard to believe I grew up in this place I had my bed over there and my teddy bear There was a desk with a lamp and navy blue chair It was my home once upon a time We were poor and I couldn’t even spare a dime For the sweet store near my home Our house wasn’t ours, it was just a loan Every night before I went to bed I beg and beg for another life to be led Please Mr God, can you hear me down here? I want to go, get into the clear… I’ve thought of drugs and running away But nothing seems to help, so I stay I couldn’t leave my mum, not after what she’s done for me She’s been my best friend, and together we’ll make history Today we will start out fresh and try something new Not just for me, but my little sister too Its raining hard like the tears running down my face We will leave without a trace
gothgirl added this comment 2009-03-13 19:05:21-05:00
wow goosebumps! awesome glog tho so sad:(
gothgirl added this comment 2009-03-13 19:05:21-05:00
wow goosebumps! awesome glog tho so sad:(