I sit with my head in my hands
Crying an ocean of tears
Life has hit me
Has hit me hard
Feel I will be torn apart
I sit with my head in my hands
Feeling shame
People laughing at me
People calling me names
Why must some be so mean
Why must they hate me so
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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