keep digging

all of my past sins tossed back at me

i am good do you even see am i pretty 

it doesn’t matter too long ago to care

felt a pain i couldn’t bear sorrow pain all in the winter rain 

sorry i can’t change time 

before i was damaged beyond repair touch my hair 

i still am not there lost in my head

where it all is the same 

i was the one to blame 

so shovel it up at me because i am pretty 

because i really care 

but am i even there 

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