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In Sorte Diaboli,
In choosing of the Devil...
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You think you know this girl?
You couldn't be more wrong...
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There's no sense in playing games
Playful things aren't razorblades...
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I used to be a dreamer
Who sat at the back of my mind...
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My Final Goodbye.
A Poem By: Broken Wings...
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A full sheet of collapsing entity,
falls onto my sorrow heart...
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I've never been treated the way you do
Making me feel so special...
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I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real...
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She lives in a world,
Where no one seems to care...
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I try to forget your laugh,
And your sweet kiss...
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These days we love,
These days we hate...
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Used to make me so euphoric
My stomach did somersaults for days...