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by Matthew Anthony May 30, 2012 category : Love, romance / lost love
Forget my woes yet for the sake of grace i'll cut off my nose despite my face left without right torn with no scar i begin to wonder how real, real you are placed in a maze a piece in a puzzle but i won't bite so what's with this muzzle been captured again it's dark in this place thought you were my friend you've cheated the race