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by Cupid May 31, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
You Love Making Choices. Had None, In The Past. Would You Disagree? Big Mouth, Would've Been Stamped Upon Your Forehead. No More, Do This Or Do That. No More, It's Past Ten, Go To Bed. Your Doing The Opposite Now, Of What They've Said. Now You See, Why All Those Rules, Are Meant. They Were For You. To Protect. You Feel Sorry, but Can't Speak. To an Entity That Isn't Here To See. Unlike That Boy, No Sixth Sense. Needless To Say, They're Dead.