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*SOME DAY I'LL BE OKAY*
This ink, it runs.
This paper is stained.
Tears run as a free,
I'm stuck in a daze.
I put this pen to paper
To write the words,
This voice can't deliver.
My heart is...
This paper is stained.
Tears run as a free,
I'm stuck in a daze.
I put this pen to paper
To write the words,
This voice can't deliver.
My heart is...
