I need not to see your pain
I need not to hear you scream...
In darkness i do not sleep.
my crypt can not feel me...
Your eyes burn through me in the passion of night,
i beg and i beg for the breaking of your sight...
You can�¢??t feel...
You can�¢??t hear...
What secrets lie barred beneath it all,
What secrets are carried to make you fall...
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You know one day gods going to get sick of all our crap, put the world in a basket and leave it on hells door step with a note that reads: |
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You know what would suck. |
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The diffrence between looking into his eyes and falling into his arms, |