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Ever since I was born in a northern town
I've been digging myself out
From a time when I hadn't seen
Anything worth remembering
I would aspire to better life
To feast my eyes and expand my mind
I'd lie awake, I could not wait
To leave this place behind
Inspired by hopelessness
From where my discontent once began
I miss the nature and the wilderness
But not the people there
As old stores will close their doors
Other ones may change their names
But old friends still live their lives
Where I would have died of shame
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
For old friends
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
ich kann nicht mehr.
mein kopf ist leer.
bin diesen stress leid.
5.3.10 12:43


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Maccabros / Website (5.3.10 16:58)
Versuche Dich an positiven Dingen in Deinem Leben festzuhalten.
Es ist schwer, aber nicht unmöglich...



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