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by Andrea Raquel Feb 5, 2007 category : Love, romance / love is
How pretty she is when she falls down. How ugly when she cries. A rumor spread all through the town. A life that's full of lies. Dresses filled with pretty girls. Clothing set to whim. I've not a chance in Beauty World Of love from Seraphim. That was not love, but tainted fire Burned me up with passion? Ire. Hurt again, I don't know how Hit me, beat me, love me now. A competition, no volition, Save me from this Hell Hurt again, I don't know when Oh, come on, Johnny, tell He's not a god, he's not a rock. I'm dropping like a stone. How do problems stem from growing In a stable lovely home? Just let me go, just let me leave, Just let my freedom be. "It's not as if you're gonna grieve" That whxre had said to me. Just, please, some peace and quiet. That was her last request. Now I hold a smoking gun. Shot Darling in the chest. So drowned in Sorrow, down the hall, Still steeped in tears and blood, I wish you could now tell me, Doll You still think Love is Good?