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Jun 2010
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...
Written by
Sheri
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