You

by Arielle   Dec 21, 2005


YOUR TOUCH FEELS COLD, YET ITS ALL I WANT.
YOUE LOVE IS PAIN,YET YOUR LOVE IS WHAT I NEED.
YOUR EYES ARE THE DEVILS, BUT MAYBE IM JUST A DEMON.
YOUR LIPS ARE KNIVES RIPPING OUT MY HEART,BUT MY HEART IS YOURS TO RIP.
YOU LOVE ME SO MUCH, BUT I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION.

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