Thursday, 3 June 2010

Untitled 28-02-10

Here our minds divided
You took my knife and now it's started
Battles come this time we hated
Can't be won , petrifying

Just give me a pulse
Just give me a pulse
Just give me a; So. you. can.

This is the end
All that's come will soon be parted
Lives betrayed and liers granted
Fortune scold this time we hated

You. can't save me
You. won't save me
You, you. Can't. stop. this.

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