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//{Beautiful Alone.}//
The world's flowers are a sea of crimson red One is scattered and tossed through the air From the darkness that streams underneath Sorrow and sadness are born there Ah, Are hearts only meant to lie? Only the puppets can manipulate their Fate...
In this city stained with greed There is only a wind blowing towards the sky All that is left of trampled love Is the tear left in the palm of my hand Ah, Were only smiles meant to fade? Everyone has their wounded hearts...
Only this passionate night understands certainly the shadow of love With the moon guiding us, we float away And if this eternity ends, The emptiness might quietly suffocate me
Ah- that Raven disappearing into the sky I just wish I had its wings...
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 | WhO's ThE MaN WiTh ThAt DaNcE..SnOoP DoGg  (Anonymous)
2002-12-06 01:46
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You should Know who this is...*smirks*...heh heh hee, i hope this doesn't reck whats going for you...it's an exsperiment(sp) anyway...if it doesn't ruin somthing...the SUX IT UP WIMP!!! (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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