Love

by The Reaper   Aug 20, 2007


The pain of this love
drives me to my insanity
the sorrow of my anguish
destroys my inner strength

she crys because i care
i cry because I'm scared
this sorrow,so unbearable
the intensity of this horror

we love for the sense of
the fact that we care
we are nothing, but components
to fuel the fire of our agony

i told you
that i would hold on
for the sake of
your hand

this is my final regret
to look upon the angel of death
this is my innocence
a boy who gave his life

to fuel the fire of agony
we are but nothing to this sense
of pain and lust
you are my love

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  • 16 years ago

    by hippiehxc

    I love it. :]
    Always,
    Charlotte.

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