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| This Cold Life this cold life is all i have known no love no friends no fun only this cold life my family has become no more than a faded stain in my mind now it seems i need pain to survive this cold life brought me forth and shall bring me down so far down into a pit of hell yet i cannot fight for freedom from this cold life it's always been this way so it shall stay and i shall suffer by myself in this cold life ~erika boal |
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