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Apr 09, 2004 20:48

break my heart and hope to die
as I sing this song and scream your name with
remorse and regret
the bitter clock reads three a.m. and
I think of all your lies
they set the stage for all these tears
that I wipe from my bloodshot eyes

I'm writing that...I'm going to write more of it..but tell me what you think of so far

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glassatheart April 9 2004, 19:00:08 UTC
its pretty :)

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