Ocean of existance
Ocean of existance.
I feel like i don't exist anymore,
i haven't got anyone to live for.
I'm in an ocean and my life stands still,
if i can't stop myself no-one will.
Everyone on the surface is moving on,
and i can't because you are gone.
Most people can forget about the past,
but the memory of my past will forever last.
I'm in a crowd of people feeling like i'm on my own,
and i'm standing there like i'm all alone.
All day i dream about suicide,
but then i realise that's not right.
People are feeling bad enough,
I just need to be more tough.
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| Auteur: No Angel | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 30 januari 2002 | ||
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