The end

by The Phenomenal 1   Mar 24, 2008


All the thing's that I knew iI learned from way back then.
I carried out all those little sins now and again, holding out became a tradition, I attempted to be stern, but then i was consumed once again.
One more table turned around and back again, I was finding out what was so profound when she was not around, I felt it coming down.
I wanted her to give me what I could never ask for, to forgive me and then she could be the end of this all.

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