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Blind
Contributed by
Radiotrash
on
Monday, 31st July 2006 @ 07:00:49 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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If I could think of enough good things to say to you
to replace all the bad
I'd be a whore for compliments
bleak hearts & empty souls
Caliburs for heartache
To care for you is murder
Lets play pretend
Visit my wonderland & tell me
can we spend forever here?
We're so alive - yet inside..
don't let your ego break you down
we're so dead.
so you don't recognize the beauty, aside from their faces
have you seen their eyes?
have you seen their eyes..?
Copyright ©
Radiotrash
... [
2006-07-31 07:00:49] (Date/Time posted on
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