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We Are The Dead
We Are The Dead
we are the dead
the unrequited love
the words we never said
the dreams we never realised
we are the dead
we are the dead
sat in front of the TV
spending too long in bed
wasting our lives away
we are the dead
we are the dead
arguing among ourselves
never leading being led
to places we don’t want to go
we are the dead
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Sunday 18th October 2015 6:58 pm
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