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Post by wtduck on Sept 3, 2012 16:12:35 GMT -5
Because nothing, Is how I feel today. Like a child, Left alone to play. Sad monster Imaginary friend, Until the mornings end. All the day then My prop is a smirk, A lonely feeling I can't shirk. My will to go on, with only this wrong. In which I must believe. All love is in vain, And brings only pain. Then evening falls, and darkness calls, I finally go to sleep. To dream of you, and when I do, Just like a child I weep.
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Post by Mephisto927 on Sept 13, 2012 23:10:59 GMT -5
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