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| Being Alone..... | ||||||||||
| Its saturday night My clock just turned ten I sit here alone In the dark once again Thge house is all silent As noise not to be heard I sit here alone Im downing my third Why do i do it Sit here alone in the night There is plenty to do This just is not right It sthe one thing im scared of My only true fear Ill solve this problem Ill start my forth beer I open the bottle Then i start to think Im going insane Im close to the brink The fears over whelming This vaque silent tone The one thing im scared of Is being alone |
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