Monday, January 18, 2010
Roll @ 1:33 AM
Painful words waiting to be spoken, dieing hearts waiting to be broken. What comes between? The love, the hate that's yet to be seen? We're never getting out alone. Where does the light come from? When will our pain grow strong? Why does this have to be, Another way of saying "I'm sorry"? We've been here way too long. Caught up in what is wrong. This time around, the light won't turn on.
Wide awake, my mistake so predictable. You were fake, I was great nothing personal.I'm walking, who's laughing now? I'm gonna break your little heart. Watch you take the fall, laughing all the way.
We're all part of the same, sick little games.
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