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by Poe   Sep 25, 2006


To this love i say
"how sad"
all this madness still in hand
to this heart ache i say
"poor thing"
broken hearts "it's all a game"
unknown cries
your heart dies
so why are you hiding from me?
did i do something wrong?
did i skip a beat?
am i something you don't want to keep?
so am i stuck to cry inside?
so am i stuck to die inside?
do you even want to save me?
can you even hear me?
your ears have gone numb
and soul is trying to escape
your eyes carry a scene of blood
no one is safe
so take Misery's hand
maybe she can help you...

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