How come,
How come?
I still feel the pain
You left me with?
Could it be,
Could it be?
That there is something
Of love that remains?
No more,
No more!
These wounds I bear
Had been burned shut.
Say it,
Say it!
Scream your apology
For your betrayal!
Just die,
Just die!
Cruel memories
Of days gone by.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
To Kill A Leviathan
Posted by The Stage Director at 1:12 AM 0 comments
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