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Yes, Yes, a Million Times, Yes I Hate You

new beginnings are far to difficult when the past endings have only ended to you [and not the rest of the world] i believe in THIS you show me your life but i ask what is THIS you truly love me to avoid the world but when you love me THIS is causing the world to avoid you... begone fortold lies are prophecies to the men who give their children up to poison themselves with their lusts fornication... your mind has become question THIS who ever gave you the right to live? mock me so i can see what i look like when i face you in those halls the ones full of memories i want to see the pain in your eyes [that pain that is your beauty] yes... i believe that i give up in believin THIS IS IT!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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