Something inside
This cold body of mine...
A cold hand, against a cheek of sadness.
There lips touch...
What i want..
Is him...
People like you
Are the reason people like me have such hate...
I fall and break
But you don't care...
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I find myself day, by day longing more to feel your cold touch upon my cheek. Warming me from the inside. |
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Love is never lost, when you wait it'll find you...Eventually. |
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The depths of darkness, a ring of blood, the cracks of pain, an empty soul. The continuations of ones past life, of ones past death. |