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The End
Love is such a wonderful thing
Oh, the joy it will bring
How it makes me feel
Smelling like an orange peel
It makes me sick
It's just like a kick
It makes me cry
Everyday there's another lie
Maybe it's true
Love will only make a fool of you
But maybe it's not
I still don't know a lot
I'm just a beginner
I might never be a winner
Always a stupid loser
Maybe I'll just be the accuser
I'll keep calling fake wrongs
This just prolongs
The feelings of pain
Gone on a wild train
Gonig out of control
A knife gains it's role
A sign of...
That's lame. I must have tried SO hard to make EVERYTHING rhyme.
 Shy-Star · Sat Jul 11, 2009 @ 04:44am · 0 Comments |
