Amore E Morte, by Loneliness is condescending
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Give me your ash I’ll make it something beautiful I’ll recreate our dreams with you Looking at your place of sleep The parts that’s tearing me apart I would still die for you Sleeping alone in your room I forgot to tell you something Empty Everything is Vacant |
| Posted: 2007-05-12 17:14:18 UTC |
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| 2007-05-15 02:55:34 | lost the lonely dead |
| i read this twice now.... | |