Cold in this Abyss, by Loneliness is condescending
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Break me from this stone
Free me from this loneliness
I’ll be fine till you ask
Your kind smile bringing back the weight
Please let go of your assumptions
Let me fail and learn
You catch me before I slip
Crushing me with your hope
Your love is so pure
It’s getting to be too much
It’s the hardest thing Ill ever do
My heart entwined with love for you
And a fluttering to run
Where my mind endowed with growing expectations
Something’s going to break tonight
Being pulled too many ways
Here is when I ask you to stop loving me
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| Posted: 2005-11-02 04:55:57 UTC |
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| 2005-10-07 04:43:31 | ill haven |
| the hardest thing I'll* ever do
tonight* or is that a play on words?
too many ways*
interesting. that last line i could never do! |
| 2006-04-23 23:21:19 | lost the lonely dead |
| i wrote one after reading this and i hate them both but thats cause im crazy you did a good job on this and it is good i just not in a very depressed mood right now so im like prettending im happy *thumbs up* |