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First To Love, Most To Hate

I stand ready and willing Face the fight ahead, I must live the past away So here I sleep, in the absence of love and hate and all between Over and for all, the end of the world I beg to set free my hands of shackles Imploring for the forgotten truth submersed in a dream of a lie She came on a star, the ground will crumble beneath Guiving light, shelter, and above all, love Forst to my heart never be forgotten in time's breadth The moments I sleep, her face is all I need All she sees now is a killer, I think I'll kill her now

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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