Though dripping roses and tattered hearts
Stand alone as the vengance starts
With forgotten memories and broken dreams
No vision held is what it seems
While an eternity locked within myself
Has driven my soul to the grave
An eternity spent without love
Has made me no more than a slave
The dream kept me going for many years
Giving me strength to hold back the tears
The tears of emptyness and thoughts of pain
As my world turns to hatred
I drive me insane
2006-06-22
05:12:10
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2006-06-22
05:26:05 ·
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