

No LoveAs long as I write you this poem,No Love
It’s time for us to say goodbye,
Although it’s hard for me to do it,
I guess I’m going to be alright.
I’m tired of begging for you to love me, Love is something that grows from the heart,
But I guess that yours is never going to feel that,
So I guess its time to let you go.
I loved you with all my heart, My heart was yours to the very end, Hoping that I was going to receive the same in response, Because I thought you were the real thing.
But now I know and see that I was mistaken, Because you'll never love


Bled So Well-Bled So Well-Bled So Well
Hey babe whats goin on today, I love how you look at me that way, but the treason still streams a river red, This treason creeping will be your final bed,
A chain on my side runs from heart to mind, you pull so often its worn and unkind, you ask for forgiveness but it had already been gave, so something else must now be paid,
I ask for blood and you bled mine well, I ask for blood and youll burn in hell, adultery is a sin or so said god, so see you later and have fun when Im gone,
Death is a price that falls short of this p
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Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. - Renee Magritte
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*flees in retadedly zig zag line*
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And dreaming pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep it
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