Final Call
My days are filled with sorrow
My nights are filled with shame
And this time come tomorrow
Everything will be the same
I'll still make mistakes,
I'll still search for an end
And if I don't catch that lucky break
The pain inside will never mend
Tears will continue to fall
Laughs will slowly cease
And if I make the final call
It will be in death that I find peace
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freespirit252posted on 11/05/2009
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