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Abandon

Melting Alive

His Scent is Like A Drug.

It Entices me So....

The Words He Spoke

And I Wanted Them To Be True

Betrayal By Kissing Another In Front of Mines Eyes

With No Sign of Guilt On His Lurid Face

 

i kept alive if only for the walk home

when i went into my chambers

i let the lementing began

why did i write the words

and why did i say them

i've fallen deeper into my own prison

 

Then Came The Angelic Face I've Been Waiting For...

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Jun 15, 2010
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