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By Courtney Date: 2001 Sep 10 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.10.17.32.8896]] |
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Twist the knife go ahead, you usually do anyway Spit in my face at least it can be wiped away unlike the disgrace that soaks me Leave me with some empty hands and torn smiles scattered in the wind like the "I love you's" My stomach is heavy weighed down by the visions of you tangled in lust with charecters from my darkest nightmares My eyes deceive me like your light once did- now diminished by the black of your heart |