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Jun 21, 2005 11:57


You Are A Poison

A low, gentle moaning fills the stagnant air

Your words are so hollow and so void of a care

Why be full of love when all I feel is hate

Infinitesimal, only second rate

I’m embraced by thorns, not by your loving arms

I’m through with your useless and unfulfilled charms

I look to the sky and expect to see light

A glimmer, a hope ( Read more... )

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taodragon926 June 22 2005, 14:28:35 UTC
WOW. that's really good. WOW.

^_^

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