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Results of Lies
In a shattered room of broken promises I writhe in sorrow in
truth of life.
There is no hope left. There is only blood.
It rushes from my veins as the steel silently glides through my flesh whilst
moistened by the water of my tears.
Why did you do this to me? I never had do know.
My once ecstatic views of the world have been blackened by the corruption of man.
Since when has love meant the start of the final depression?
This is the question I ponder as I make the final tie… and knock the chair from
beneath me.
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
truth of life.
There is no hope left. There is only blood.
It rushes from my veins as the steel silently glides through my flesh whilst
moistened by the water of my tears.
Why did you do this to me? I never had do know.
My once ecstatic views of the world have been blackened by the corruption of man.
Since when has love meant the start of the final depression?
This is the question I ponder as I make the final tie… and knock the chair from
beneath me.
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Published 17th Apr 2011
| Edited 20th Mar 2012
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