vendredi 1 mai 2009

Congratulation, I hate you.

I tried to love you. I tried to own you. I thought I would. I want to peel the skin from your face. Before the real you lays to waste. You told me Im the only one. Sweet little angel you should have run. Lying, crying, dying to leave. Innocence creates my hell. Cheating myself still you know more. It would be so easy with a whore. Try to understand me little boy. My twisted passion to be your world. Lost inside my sick head, I live for you but Im not alive. Take my hand before I kill. I still love you, but, I still burn.

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