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Broken **crit this and i will crit you!!**
umm... song i wrote about one of my best friends who is dying... it doesn't have a chorus, it's just verses.
this whole critiquing deal: i will leave a comment with suggestions (if i have any) on one of your threads. but i will probably not even consider it if you leave some dumb comment like "this sucks" or "this is good" or something. tell me what you like! tell me what i should fix! surprise me??? i dunno.
Broken
i am broken, i can't feel
right behind the steering wheel
my mind is bleeding thoughts of you
don't know what i'm going to do
i think i'll drive into this wall
it's made of brick, stand 10 feet tall
"i'm gonna die" you said to me
tears fill my eyes and i can't see
if you're dying then i am too
can't take this **** that you've been through
this is the worst it's ever been
my other half, my finest friend
i say goodbye to your sweet face
and as you're leaving from this place
i hold your hand and touch your cheek
it's hard to see you when you're weak
i close your eyes for you my dear
now you are ridden of your fear
and as i blow your face a kiss
i swallow a bullet... it's come to this
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