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Friday, September 14, 2007 @ 6:12 AM
 0 Comments ● leave me one? But somehow these feet take me to the same path. I went through the pain yet again, And still I have not learned, The wounds of betrayal. Like the one before you, You managed to ensnare my trust. With your serpiente tongue, You sealed a friendship with me. A lamb to the slaughter, Does not see the knife Until blood is spilled, Crimson, on the white fleece Of Innocence. Alive through the hurt, Only sorrow lingers in a torn heart. Feeling for once more, Desperation and hunger for acceptance. And yet again, the fly lands on another web. |
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