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05-11-2009, 09:14 AM
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05-11-2009, 09:18 AM
2:16am as in now!!!!
Here i am sitting on my bed Thinking of you knowing there are no words to be said here is sit thinking of next Sunday Will you be thinking of me too or will you be thinking of only school? I could never be happier. I found my missing piece and i know he wont leave me. song by simple plan. +{Member of the Crusnik Clan--Crusnik 04}+ +{Codename: Abel}+ I'm sorry for acting like this... |
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05-11-2009, 09:18 AM
Remember, remember,
That cold night in december. When the blood poisonous in Your veins Caused to Me so... so much Pain. Now that you are forever gone, I just feel an empty, empty hole... RIP. My Girl. Gerland All rights reserved |
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05-11-2009, 09:18 AM
Now a hole inside of me,
Is this emptynes thats killing me?, Selfdestruction came visit me, To fill that hole inside of me. Bitter pain and misery, Finding happyness in slavery, To fill that hole inside of me, So many times I try`d to see, That life could be again,. beautiful for me, But this hole is still killing me, Now I`m traped inside of me, In my fake happyness in misery, ....slavery. And all this because of you, I still remember.. RIP. My Girl Gerland All rights reserved |
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05-11-2009, 09:19 AM
Requiem (part 3) The end of my sad trilogy share email
4:55 PM For three times I've tasted death, In her eyes. In her breath. In her hands; what a mess. she tried to play the devil's chess In the pit inside of me, Mr. Self-destructive plays with me. I've tried to fight. I've tried to play. but nothing could make the pain go away the devil still wants to play I recognized this endless game, And took a part in the devil's play. i looked inside of me and watched that hole that should not be, That fucking hole that's a part of me. From chaos emerged a different me. the one i used to be smiling, the world in front of me! I said to the pain, just let me be.. Still the scars of time remain, I don't think I'm the one to blame, I'd do everything the same. Remembering, Remembering that we remain. The ones who loved. A different you. A different me. The ones who where just left to be I still remember that cold December night. Gerland Special THX To Charllote Ellen for editing my work All rights reserved |
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