No.Question.About.it

by -Immortal.Soul-   Jun 11, 2006


Going. Gone.
Fake. Lies. Tears.
Now goodbye.
So many hate words.
Lost love.
All comes to a end.
Even more tears.
Cant handle the nightmares.
Deep scars from your cuts.
Wont trust another.
Cant love another.
Thats it.

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