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Dead of Night

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loves cruel ways


Submitted:Feb 28, 2009    Reads: 94    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


In the dead of night I hear your call

My mind starts to bleed my heart starts to fall

Your eternal screams set my mind a stumbling

A kiss from your lips keeps my soul a bumbling

Why don't you go away, far away from me,

Stop this abuse, set me finally free

I can't go on when your breath I can feel

hot like fire, on my neck so real

Your in my imagination in my minds eye you are

Yet forever you linger in between my world and yours

A ghost from my past, well it never dies

The songs from your lips are corrupted with lies

You've taken my soul and my life is so lonely

Will I never become your true one and only...





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