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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
Deceptive freedom. Honest lies. A charming, yet so dreadful guise. Forgotten memories. Two hearts Are in my chest, both torn apart. Strong weakness of a wilted rose. My two reflections, one disclosed. A shadow of changing shapes. The sorrow of different shades. A bleeding wrist of strangers'faith. A crystal tear on no one's face. Odd soulless hearts in mystic frames, You have no voices, know no shame! Just when you're dumb, your words are true. I'm hopeless. Well. But who are you?? You're nothingness behind green eyes, Mistakes that never happen twice. You're just a riddle for a day To figure out - and stay away From all this simply perfect mess, Where I am hope, and you - are less. |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
:-( sad |
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