Saturday, November 1, 2008

when i'm gone..


every passing day seem a bit more difficult to get through
every passing hour there seem to be less air to breathe
every step takes me closer to the edge
can't save myself
when i'm gone
who will attend a demon's funeral?


james says:
no matter how much the ppl ard u wanna give u a helping hand, the very 1st step muz be taken by urself



You know I do that for you..

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