Darker Days.

by Whoracle   Jul 3, 2006


Darker Days.

Empty, broken, and disgusted.
Pondering life's tangibility.
Dead inside forever lost its reality.
Without your love life is but a dream.
Nothing more than a broken paradox.
Without your love reality is torn.
I lie here dead and broken without you.
Help me find a beat of life i wish to live.

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