so much for coming back to life. The faces of death were far to real. The faces of the living are expressionless...like my heart. Shunned by my past, and forgotten by the present. The light hurts my eyes when your in the room, I can only remember the glances into your soul, my heart in your hands...always. I don't want to forget you I don't want to live not knowing you I don't want to stand behind this brick wall of silence I don't want to forget the times that "it" mattered
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Those 2 headed things are still scary. SCAAAAARRRRY.
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I don't want to forget you
I don't want to live not knowing you
I don't want to stand behind this brick wall of silence
I don't want to forget the times that "it" mattered
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