Left here alone,
with the knife in my hand,
with the blood dripping down,
in a blackned wasteland.
I broke every promise,
that I'de ever made,
and you turned your back,
watched my dim essence fade.
Left here alone,
frozen hearted and scared,
an overcrowded room,
a life all too fair.
Just like me,
You will fade away,
we're left here alone,
we leave only to
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...and you like baklava?
Dude, we've gotta skank and eat some baklava... :P
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but, lasagna is no match for baklava. In a food fight, baklava wins.
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I am like the skank master #1 Rudeboy, my own personal Mod squad.
The who rule too. Favorite who song? THe kids are all right
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we totally need to hang out/skank out sometime.
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<3
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i like this poem here
great flow
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