Wednesday, October 22, 2008
better.
The hardest part,
this troubled heart has never yet been through now,
To heal the scars that got their start inside someone like you now,
But had I known or I'd been shown back when I longed you'd take me,
To break the charge that brought me home... that,
all but would erase me.
So bittersweet, this tragedy wont ask for absolution,
This melody inside of me, still searches for solution,
A twist of fate, the change of heart kills my infatuation,
A broken heart provides the spark for my determination.
If I were you, I'd manage to abhor the invitation,
Of promised love that can't keep up with your adoration.
Just use your head, and in the end you'll find your inspiration,
To choose your steps and won't regret this kind of aggravation.
all that i ever wanted was...
this is so fucking sweet.
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10:12 AM
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