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Chains of sorrow

I’m lying in the middle of the room,
Wondering if I’ll ever brake free from these chains,
These chains bring me back to sorrow,
Even when I find joy my chains bring me down,
My chains aren’t made of steel or metal,
But feelings, thoughts and sorrow,
I can’t break free, I’m too filled with distress,




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Publicerad 2007-09-13 19:59



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