Do I dare question it?, by Loneliness is condescending
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My heart consumed in a fire of burning ash I write my pleas in blood Cant you see I’m fading fast In the silence of my screams When I failed to see your pleading Last chance to be saved Empty and dying Nothing more then dust (still working on it) |
| Posted: 2005-11-24 00:12:23 UTC |
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| 2006-02-08 07:20:29 | lost the lonely dead |
| i'd like to see this if you do more to it | |