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by she Aug 1, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Oh, yes Feed me such sweet little lies from your precious little lips Feed me more, Tell me you love me, you care, and don’t want me to call it quits Your words are like poison Yet I eat them like candy Your hands are like heaven Yet bruise me like hell Yes feed me more Feed me more of sweet deliciose lies
by StandStill
I care..and it's still not a lie. >.<