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Although it is over there still remains a stagnant light of hope, luring me on, clinging to a false sense of wanting and care.
Like adding voltage to an already begone cadaver so too will i subject myself to an unending grasp upon what i believe to be a sense of "true love".
How it ever got this bad im still baffled............ Had i known that i could change the past and save us from the horror that has commenced i would have used all the power and strength i had within myself to keep this future from ever transpiring...
My ghost of christmas future never came, there are no second chances and what has been done will remain a stain on my soul until the day i die, i wish i pray and all i can but nothing i can do will ever change the love thats lost from me.
My lord, why?
Like adding voltage to an already begone cadaver so too will i subject myself to an unending grasp upon what i believe to be a sense of "true love".
How it ever got this bad im still baffled............ Had i known that i could change the past and save us from the horror that has commenced i would have used all the power and strength i had within myself to keep this future from ever transpiring...
My ghost of christmas future never came, there are no second chances and what has been done will remain a stain on my soul until the day i die, i wish i pray and all i can but nothing i can do will ever change the love thats lost from me.
My lord, why?