"Gypsi Thing's Are Cute"

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By AHopelessMemory

He's broken by a disease She finally see's His eyes hurt and bleed Remembering his memorys She see's the heart decay He sings to fade away Now nothings the same Existance will remain And she cant imagine He couldn't get it He's hurt, sad, and wants to forget You cant forget Metal in his veins Just waiting to see him again

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August 13, 2005 20:26The Irish Child

Wow.
I like your style(s) of writing. Very awesome. I love 'em!!
~~Alexis~~