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by *lovely*   Apr 18, 2006


Conquest to the lover
your love to the fire
forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice
cries of suffering dint agree
minds fall alone cant hold on
insincerity consumed dreaming dreams
fetal servitude with pesticide of our sky
we displaced our bleeding minds
a midnight looking to get high
maybe your my sinner
maybe your my joker
we all deserve to die
my god is waiting for me
i see him wearing black
no one here but me lets all grow up and die

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