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Winner of my own war

I'm so confused.
No other road to go, nowhere to turn, nowhere to run.
But I will go on and stay along.
Can't let my thoughts, take over control.
Have to try to change my life once and for all.

It doesn't matter how many times I'll fall.
It doesn't matter how many days it will take.
It doesn't matter how many tears will fall.
It doesn't matter I'll will make it through it all.

I want to scream, so people can hear.
I want to run, from all of my fears.
I want to cry, to let it all out.

Have to stay strong and stand through it all.
I must to get up every time that I fall.

When all this will end I will no longer pretend
I'll see me as warrior who's never gave up.
I'll be a winner of my own war.




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Läst 196 gånger och applåderad av 2 personer
Publicerad 2013-01-23 13:27



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