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Thursday 27 November 2014





WHY ME?
SELF-DESTRUCTION, IS ALL THAT I HAVE EVER DONE
ISOLATION, IS ALL THAT I HAVE EVER WON
DRIFTING AWAY TO A NEW LEVEL OF INSANITY
CREEPING ALONG TO THE DOORS OF CALAMITY
DWELLED WITHIN ME ARE THE MEMORIES I DEFY
TRUST AND LOVE ARE ALL THAT I REQUIRE
LIVING FOR OTHERS IS NOT AN OPTION ANYMORE
FOOLING MYSELF, DOESN'T WORK ANYMORE
CRYING IN THE DARK SHADOWS, IS ALL I EVER DO
YOU BELONGED TO ME, I ONLY THOUGHT OF YOU
THINKING LIFE WOULD BE DIFFERENT IF I HADN'T MET U
STRANGER THAN FICTION BUT INEVITABLY TRUE.



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