Life: each breath i take adds another chain
each heart beat puts another knife through me
and with every second i cry another bullet flies in at me

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pain is love, pain comes up in every love, pain i like it rough, without love, kill all love, love is hate well separate from our selfs on the inside. we hide from our love for we wish not 2 be hated by those who should love us for we want 2 fall in love, but then well fight everynight for remember hate is love & love is hate, so if love is for the weak mindedwat r we, weak strong does it matter bang splatter shot no 1 care not that they would if they knew it was bottled up inside u they sill dont care theyll never care about u, for they can always say it they can say they love u, but no they lie 2 u,all they do is hate u.
[wrote on 11-9-06]
any comments???
xXMiss AsphyxiationXx · Sun Apr 06, 2008 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |
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