Past

by Linzi x   Mar 16, 2008


The natuer of the past, disturbed by a disturbance.
the words that were said wil never be forgot.
but the word sorry has helped us pull out,
out of the dusk and bring us back.
his deadly eye dismembering us,
tearing us piece by piece.
but know we have grown
strong
and opened our minds
we have taken our first step by the love inside
he cant break us
were not his victims anymore
WERE HIS PAST !!!

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