Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

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Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

Submitted: November 11, 2011

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My pain is ongoing, never stopping, always hurting. 

My dear Mary, I've lost everyone 

How do I deal with this pain, it's never done?

Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

I don't understand, theres nowhere to move

I am hurt in a way no one can ever remove.

Every second I'm dying, running out of breath

Every second I'm crying myself to my death.

What should I do my dear Mary?

Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

*cough cough* What does that mean my dear Mary?!?!?!?!?

I feel myself swallowing my soul *cough cough*

I'm depressed, don't you see?! 

Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

Then it hit me. Ask...Move on....

I'm left alone my dear Mary, thats not what I want 

Put me to my death now and I wont come back to haunt.

Move on now, move fast, must become, through your ask.

 

 

 


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