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I was uber bored last night so I wrote some poetry. Tell me what ya think ^-~
here we stand
face to face
theres nothing left
just empty space
what happend to that passion
that burned in you eyes?
Theres nothing left
just your hideous lies
i tore all your pictures
you dont belong here anymore
i really thought i could love
like no other has before
but you made it so damn dificult
im sorry to say
noone could love
that blackhole you you call a heart
i thought i could help you be your very best
yet standing here before you
i know theres nothing left
maybe one day you can see
that it was never for me
theres nothing left
just this horide mess
im sorry if ive hurt you
promise left unkept
im sorry that its over
but there is nothing left
I started to write this one but i dont know where to go next... help?
its 10 o'clock
the nights just begun
the citys alive
and its time for some fun
techno beats take over
as the spirits start to fly
let the mocha intoxicate you
as we slip into a coffee buzz high