Amore E Morte

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Give me your ash I’ll make it something beautiful I’ll recreate our dreams with you Looking at your place of sleep The parts that’s tearing me apart I would still die for you Sleeping alone in your room I forgot to tell you something Empty Everything is Vacant

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May 15, 2007 02:55lost the lonely dead

i read this twice now....