Veins intensified, Fists clecnched as
we go into war [Men hang themselves.]
And the sun rises to the beat of drums.
Your words are gun shots onto the portrait
hanging on the wall [the smoke still clouding in the lungs.]
Ignite the room [Butane still in the mouth.]
There's nothing going back for now
You took me for granted; You let me fall; Left for Dead.
I knew [you lied.]
I knew [you were betrayal.]
I knew [you would tie the ribon to the night.]
I will never forget [life without regret.]
Survival is now; I will move on
And you're not! Not anything to place trust in.
You're lost.















Comments
<3 gabriella
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tonight wont make a difference...
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tonight wont make a difference...
cuz ur kewl.
yup yup.
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tonight wont make a difference...
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