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Tonight I wish the tears would fall down...
In a crowded room
She's completely alone...
There's a fine line
Between love and hate...
She can no longer cry
She is full of just weekness in your eyes...
I saw you there
I couldn't help but stare...
Three Cheers...
Im starting to feel it again...
the blackness poisoning my soul...
I pretend to be happy,
But that's not how I feel...
There I am standing and looking at that man
Who I hardly know now...
I feel a prick go into my arm,
and numbs my entire face...
She sits alone under the willow tree
a book lying on her lap...
The darkness. It brings on the want, the need to...
It also covers the scars and infected cuts of my...