Undoing

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By Josh.....

If I could write you a book Embossed with past regrets And pen such crimson words Ink would lesson the value And taint the pain Keep me from pointless love Entrust me to send my regrets A tarnished heart with bloody hands Deeds sewn deep shall reap a harvest One, pregnant with pains Future marked by past milestones I see no reason why to die For life in hell is hell enough Purified by purgatory This saint's soul shall never burn Only despise the demise That was almost the undoing of me

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June 22, 2007 23:45SamiCryBlackTears

This is so... deep :) I heart it man :D