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If only life
would not drive a knife
in your back,
And the your enshrouded in black,
and it hacks
into you, driving deeper into your spine,
Be afraid of the devine
and the fine
things in your soul,
Fighting in the cold,
fighting to stay alive,
and to thrive in the household
I will not go
to show off
enough, I cant take it anymore,
The feeling drives me towards
the light,
I see no more.
Good bye,
My love, I'll go, I'm gone, goodbye,
I've left you at home
all alone,
I'm sorry i have to go.
 Rich Boi12 · Fri Oct 13, 2006 @ 09:14pm · 0 Comments |
